There's been a delay on my wordplay
Mainly for me not having much to say
Or maybe I fear
My words shall lie on deaf ears
Or upon Yes Men saying "YOU GO BOY SAY IT AGAIN!"
Dont sugarcoat ya opinion for Im a Sour Patch Kid
Well more like a WarHead for all my old heads
All that sweetness dont phase me
You want to touch me then taze me
I mean shock me
That you will give me your honestly
That type where its the truth or ya mother whoopin you
That type where you on the podium reciting ya vows and you say "I do"
Or if you have any reason to stop matrimony n you wanna yell out "I DO!"
Well, do you?
Want to give it to me straight?
Double shot tequila or honey jack?
Despite the way I might react
Cuz I wont take a sip, I'll throw it back
Maybe drink more of ya honestea
That you tell me.
Do they sell these in stores?
Aisle 3 or Aisle 4
I like what you serve Imma order another round
Intoxication via ya participation
Or caught flight lyrical elevation
But humility keeps me grounded
I'm that that deep
No Mr. Marcus strokin visions mentally
So...you like this piece or nah?
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