Nah, for real, you know what I'm saying? Like, like music's my first love, right? But what it turned into is like, you know, these, these cats got it now, she just like a ho. You know what I mean? Yeah, yeah, yeah. Switch it up, and everybody's just smelling that. Yeah, everybody done ran through it. Mumble rap, ain't no more substances than that. Don't treat it the way it needs to be treated. I kinda want that old thing back. Yeah, I was young, I was hungry. I was chasing the bag at 21. I was lucky to find an uneaten *** honey bun. I forgot about now, I got money falling out 50s, 100s, and 20s. And I know nothing is funny about the Manchester bombing. But we got something in common, both of us are alarming. Foul, disgusting, and awful, so repugnant and ugly. I could give the Boston Marathon a run for its money, yeah. And you could say I'm a little bit immature. But this type of literature got me a little richer. But I get insecure when the other dudes hit on you, girl. You're letting them fiddle with your clitoris. Remember you were my boy. You used to be my favorite. Things'll never be the same. Ain't it funny how you changed up and flipped the script? You done let a bunch of lanes fall through on Coldplay. That I can't permit. You ain't have to do it like that. Told you I'd be right back. Look what you did, I need a new chip. Like the music, I had to bounce on my favorite. Always hated my smile. Mama told me it's goofy. I'd get picked on at school. Come home and she'd school me. She never sugarcoated it to me. She said if I wasn't so stupid and ugly, I wouldn't always get bullied. I think of my struggles and get emotional. Could be cause how behind the eight ball and far in the hole that they put me. Now I'm on a roll like a tootsie. I'm just trolling you pookies. But I'm like a stroller cause you'll see just how I roll if you push me. But that's what I do this music for. When I was going through some of the hardest times I drew from her. But she's like the devil cause I just can't let loose of her. Cause the thought of losing her makes me wanna just let loose of her. Then I hit the studio. Trying to rendezvous with her. Tell her it's a butt dial girl. Yeah, booty call. That's how it used to be. Cause you and me, we ruled the world. And we made Curtis blow. I miss them days. You used to be my favorite. Things will never be the same. Ain't it funny how you changed. You've been flipped up. Scrapped. You done let a bunch of lanes fall through. And go playing that I can't permit. You ain't have to do it like that. Told you I'd be right back. You know what you did. I need a new chick. Like the music I had to bounce on my favorite. You fuckin' leaving me bitch? I don't think so. Sit your motherfuckin' ass down. I swear to God you run to that door. I'ma put one in the back of your fuckin' head. And I'ma ask you this one time. And your answer better be yes. Would you marry me again? Now that everything has changed. It'll never be the same. As the heroines we came. From Nas to Pac, Ra, Eric B and Kane. But I know a few from this era that are lyrically insane. And although most are never gonna hit the level called Louisiette. Or be emotionally attached to your MTV raps. Running home from school to catch an episode. The feeling that it gave you to rip the plastic off the tape you're holding. Peel it back. Yeah. Tear it off and play it. Swear to God for a clock. We cried around the TV border in his underwear and socks. When Nani was con artist and Poof had his hair in locks. Yeah. Back when Flavor Flav had us wearing clocks. Went back with Ed Lover. And there was two Dr. Dre's. That's a paradox. But I never thought I'd get so jealous. At the thought of letting you go. Psychologically it's gonna bother me. My eyes are already watery. Pardon me. Don't wanna stop till I get you back. If I gotta put the work in. And tell you I'm never giving this up. Or the part once I tell you. Just to get broke. Go back to whatever. Do the two ***. Get back together with them. You slow giving up the vagina. Like a trip to the gyna. Kinda just wanna help you become bigger than you were. But I guess it has slipped your mind. You must be biding your time. Looking for someone to come along. That'll make you feel like I did back when you were mine. Huh. Damn. But truthfully. It was never really you and me exclusively. And there's too many new MCs you can choose between. But no matter how many motherfuckers ran through it. They can't do it like me. But I can't keep burning the candle at both ends. And I can't handle it when I leave. And you find another one. Now I gotta take this beat and dismantle it. I won't grieve when I kill you. But if I can't have you. Then nobody can ever leave. I used to be your favorite beat.