Fan Mail (Explicit)

What's up with this faggot

F**k is with this ni**a

Why is he still rapping

He even wears the fashionshould've

Stuck to makin' pop

Commercial smashes

Seriously

That's why people don't

Take you seriously

That's why we don't wanna hear nothin' you say

'Cause you ain't the man that

You appear to be

No ni**a seriously

We don't wanna hear your conspiracies

And we don't wanna hear your political

Views 'bout extra terrestrial

Activity

Look ni**a make up your mind

How much longer you gon' wait to decide

You was kickin' some dangerous lines

Now buyin' your sh*t a waste of my time

Ni**a what's up with you

That's why all my niggas

Don't f**k with you

And that's why we don't come

To your after parties

'Cause we don't wanna hang

In the club with you

It's only two type of niggas

A street ni**a and a you type of ni**a

A coon type of ni**a

Prolly born with a new silver

Spoon type of ni**a

A new type of ni**a

A sell out surrounded by wealth

You should've been one of the greats

Now you just sound like everyone else

Hello

Bob what are you doin' what are you doin'

You losin' your core fan base

And your viewers

Let me show you how to

Flow show you how

To make music

Obviously you clueless how I know

'Cause I'm jewish

Oh is that unruly for me to say so rudely

What if I stand on trial

What if I stand

On jury

What are we on tv who's the judge judge judy

What am I supposed to return all

These cars and

Jewelry

Like I don't even know

How the flow supposed to

Go

Like I don't even know

How the show supposed to

Flow

Like I don't even know

How the beat supposed to

Sound

Like I don't even know

Where the notes supposed to

Go

Like I don't even know

How my soul's supposed to

Feel

Like I ain't supposed

To win like I ain't supposed

To glow

But you'll never understand

The way that I think

If you ain't grow up where

They sold d**e before

Oh number one draft pick

Number one draft pick

Oh he's nice for a black

Guy oh he's smart

For a rapper

Oh that's who he's

With oh she's cute for a

Black chick

Oh he's actually cool

I went to school with him

Actually

Actually he could've had a masterpiece

Now it's just a f**kin' catastrophe

Anyway get fitz on the phone

Tell him send it over to mastering