I’m tired to hearing the next new rap nigga everybody claims is so dope but sounds like he just popped a molly, sipped an 8 of lean, and smoked his braincells into stasis; then proceeded to go in the booth that used to be the pantry in his grandmama’s house and spit the lyrical equivalent of cave drawings on a Fisher Price My First Microphone.
Now, I gotta sit here and watch Tumblr fangirl over niggas whose vocabulary consists of one syllable words and low self esteem.
Keep reblogging this y’all. This man speaks truth. Weak ass rappers nowadays sound like the same damn people, sayin the same damn thang, on the same damn beat. Boooooooooo