I don’t get pat down, you know what’s on the waist, I don’t mean Jazz when I say I “count base.” Fly Louis sneakers, Purple Tape coming out the speakers, Bumped into my high school teachers, They said I wouldn’t be nothing, sitting on the bleachers. Now I’m sitting in the Phantom, trynna figure out the features. I’m a big fish now, I watch for the leeches.
