Bad Computer
I’ve traveled so far
Couldn’t tell you how far
Feels as though I have been
A million places at once
Many lives I’ve lived
Many battles I’ve faught
I’ve faught, and lost
Mass shooter
Black rougers
What’s up to you half truthers
Das humor
I’m past the rumors
I’m past the human
The body is trash
A bad computer
A ghost, a ghost
With massive tumors
Can’t threaten a nigga like me
Well I’ll be glad to do it
Sprinkle my ashes on my mac computer
And rappin’ to it
While I blast Future
Say that’s the future
Thats the future
If you lookin for trouble
You ain’t gotta look far
Without the presence of dark
The year is 5625
Niggas is clappin
And stomping in church
Waiting for jesus to come back alive
Niggas is still conscious
Waiting for ET to come out the sky
Stop all these crimes
Mentally ill and out of their mind
Niggas is still waiting for flac
Waiting for supplies
Niggas is still like damn I was just talkin to so so
The other day, how did they die, why
Niggas is still conscious
Waiting for politicians to admit they lied
They send so many haters my way
I could start an agency
It’s all about branding, all about branding
It’s like a fraternity
They wanna brand me
Niggas want grammys
Niggas want families
I don’t want a damn thing
I’ve traveled so far
Couldn’t tell you how far
Feels as though I have been
A million places at once
Many lives I’ve lived
Many battles I’ve faught
I’ve faught, and lost
If you lookin for trouble
You ain’t gotta look far
