Even with a beacon you couldn’t guide boats need pride
Tried to serve and shine just nerds and blind so hide
Yall fruit growers not brute throwers of rhymes online
Find fun but no wine dun my nine is a gun now your behind run
Sun up breakfast dish for food twist your brains rude spine stunned
Behave bolder than a brave soldier slaved over and over again
Win battles with charcoal and bazaar scroll my car rolled ten
Miles on dubs got smiles from scrubs in some clubs
Loves a lady booty come here baby cutie give me a hug