A Little Story

School yall to somethin right quick
Sit down, open your ears, close your eyes, listen

Heres a little story that I got to tell
About this Chico named Pit everyone knows so well
Illmatic like Nas but that aint hard to tell
Owes it all to Dade County and the ATL
Picked rap and skipped the triple beam scale
And its a known fact he gon die before he fails
These boys rap about hustlin but cant make bail
I call that hustling backwards and thats real
Miamis hot so I can vacation in hell
The way the game is shit, man, I mind as well
I look at these fools on camera flashin they tools
They mustve forgot the streets got codes and rules
But me, Im confused
Cause rappers wanna be gangstas
Gangstas wanna be rappers
Ballers wanna be rappers
And rappers wanna be ballers
The truth is its more sickening than Ebola
Until they handcuff then its over
Pop up no dandruff, no neck, just head and shoulders
Bust guns, sell drugs, thats what the streets showed us
But corporate America, thats what they sold us