Spent Short

Whats your problem b Its like you got a problem with me Perhaps its the things that I see When you pull words out of your ass lyrically Usually they make sense g Just… dawg, this is the land of the free I say what I want I’ll speak On any issue that should come to mind Like the one thats right here its all mine I’m sure there other people who’ll say its fine Others won’t see it, I’ll call them blind Those are the people who aren’t my kind Lets dig a little deep big guy Lets see what we’ll find See if you’ll snap back at me this time Look man, I can rhyme all day You know go back and forth Like some kind of see saw Ah I choked Just as I was braggin Now my mind is naggin Hah, I thought it was you I was baggin These day when you want something It isn’t in dollars Its in tokens So lets see if you have any left in the bank Or am I not worth a tick Maybe this is enough that won’t insult But enough to get you to talk