Papa Porsche
(Intro)
Vroom, vroom
Vroom, vroom
I'm at a crossroads right now. Let's see
Yo
(Verse)
Whipping my papa's Porsche
While I was watching so much porn
Up in the Cayman GT4
Looking metallic with the chrome
Getting my flakes up off the door
Never go fast, I ride on slow
Liable with a crash I know
I stay truthful to the bone
Staying youthful when I roll
Remaining useful to all those
Using pedals just to go
Get my devils off my dome
All disheveled as I roam
Into hells my life condones
You know I had no help, although
Enemies I always knew
Telling me you gotta feud
I'm projecting what they use
In every spit I do
Re-up on a vid
Taken down from PornHub when
They were purging so much shit
Unloading so many damn clips
Creators were taught quick
You might as well give in
Or quit making what you give
Hence I learned from them
Speak up if you wish
To go ahead, protect
Your whole catalog, respect
For morals that'll fret
Oral's really best
As a means to go express
Any sort of stress
Weighing on your chest
Unless of course you get
People who project
Self loathing onto you
Just so they can get some bread
Remaining dope, I guess
Resorting to the Porsche
That Cayman way too quick
Might just marry it
Give it a Nurburgring
Quicker time will sing
Like the engine's ring
Mash it hollering
"Stop it, just for me."
Like it's my taxi
Cuz time just be taxing
Everything around me
Living in the now be
Catching up to fast speed
Slowing down? I can't, G
Time be running quickly
Like it just grew some legs
Everything, I had seen
From tracks that we leave
Like footprints imprinting
To beats grim we reap
That's a Porsche to me
Never posh, it be
Humble like pies that leave
Accepting truthfully
This time I gotta see
Impacts that I leave
From outcomes all stemming
From outcomes that I preach
(Outro)
Crossroads...