protect. the. kids. Lyrics

Yeah

Look

Look look

Ay

Look

Even if I die broke

Chilling with iPhone

Writing suicide notes

Like poetry

Sit in the dark looking for more of me

Let bygones be bygones

Chilling without these pythons

Icons

When I made it they started respecting my tone

My clone

Is the darker version better keep the lights on

I don't

I'm the rock that the greatest rappers have died on

Sky drone

Like I'm optimus

God forbid

I'm an idol

Risidale my own

Eulogy

Proving me

I'm bastard in caskets

It's all

New to me

Shooting me

With your words and I basking inside my puberty

I'm

Much older now

Becky tear your blouse

In a passion

I'm barely gasping

I'm looking at a Kardashian

The things we teaching to children

Modernising the pattern

I'm caping demons in buildings

Know that you an assassin

You laughing

They getting killed in

The most invasion of privacy

Anger growing inside of me

Living in hell it's gotta be

Ring around the rosies (Shit)

Pocket full of posies (Shit)

I just wanna be Kobe

Someone should've told me (Look look)

Ay

Look

Little Johnny made it inside of thrills of gang violence

I demand silence

For the death of his mad talent

He could dance challenge

Your petty thoughts

My pen gliding

Writing everything that his daddy lost

The shared guidance

That this little kid is looking for

Look at y'all

At the same time little Ladi is singing Body ody

Till she pop a Molly

My nigga I'm not blaming Cardi

Or the Megan party

The stallion making money

The gansters are making money

The deeper problem is funny

Like Bugs Bunny and looney toonz

Darker shades have made it inside a gloomy room

Share the place with murders eating fruity loops

That's the cycle of projects

I nearly lost it

A coffin and very often

The market

Is young black boys

But I cry for sisters I know you mad strong

But I cry for these children I know they mad grown

Ring around the rosies (Shit)

Pocket full of posies (Shit)

I just wanna be Kobe

Someone should've told me (Damn)