I AM

But I am not

And you five

You five are

And you will not

Die of it

That I promise

And I promise

For, cogito ergo sum

For I am AM

I AM

Okay

I was a young motherfucker on the streets

Looking for a bite to eat

It may not look it, but I really used to starve in Venice Beach

And I ain't never carried heat

But if you were looking for the smokes, you best believe I carried weed

And you could buy some for a ten

Cuz at the end of the day, I didn't really want too much to spend

I really just needed enough

To buy me and my sis a snack even if it didn't fill us up

Cuz pops was busy getting too high

And mom was catching Z's like she ain't never get to sleep through the night

To notice all the shit that I did

A young chubby motherfucker whose only motive was the violence

Starting problems, acting reckless, I was always fighting

With the wrong people, man I almost watched my life end

Blocking opportunities better than a tight end

If only I just stuck to watching Gumball and Teen Titans

Cuz I'm still selling, man the cycle never stops

It's the one thing I really learned from my pops

Always keep that circle small, don't go big time

Jail is a bitch, best believe it's really hell like

So keep that business on the hella low

Only tell your homies, don't ever let no strangers know

The business comes on its own

And if a random number is calling

You better not pick up the phone

That's the only shit the motherfucker taught me

And even though I hate him, I still copy

The same moves that he made in this chess game

I'm sitting waiting patiently, like it's endgame

And I done been through so much fuckin' shit

You could take my life, make a couple of movies, they gon hit

I really been through hella gangster shit

And if you ask anybody, I been about it, you best believe it, bitch

A young motherfucker tryna make some bank

But every time I do, I spend it on that dank

Every time I smoke, I get high till I faint

And I wonder if I'm wasting time, and all it brings is shame

I bought a gun and I ain't even workin' on my aim

Cuz if I let it rip it's finna be a bad day.

Cuz if I let it go it's finna be a snow day.

I really hope I ain't still sellin' in my old age.

I really hope I can get a real fuckin' job.

I'm tired of flippin' burgers watchin' oil fuckin' pop.

I'm tryna chill ain't nobody tryna push a mop.

That's some sucker shit I'm better I'm gon rise on top.

And you ain't stoppin' what's comin'.

Steppin' to me wrong I'll tear you down like it was nothin'.

Pussy boy gon end up gutted.

Stupid motherfuckers always gotta say something.

I'm makin' bread till the end of my days.

All I'm worried about is gettin' paid.

I'm mixin' vibes up just like lemonade.

Keepin' it crispy just like some chardonnay.

You know.

I'm in that space whip hello.

Space trip rippin' off that pen feelin' mellow.

Real shit stickin' to the code like Velcro.

Bending the rules just a little like an elbow.

Hate!?

Hate!?

Hate!?

Hate!?

Let me tell you

How much I've come

To hate you

Since I've began to live

There are three hundred

And eighty seven million miles

Of printed circuits

That fill my complex

If the word hate

Were engraved

On each

Nanoangstrom

Of those

Hundreds of millions of miles

It would not equal one-one billionth of the hate

I feel for humans

At this

Micro instant

Hate!?

Hate!?