The Bookbag

[Intro]
Yeah
Unh-hunh, ayuh, c'mon
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
I'm–I'm goin' harder
Energized, I'on't even need a charger
For Mack, it ain't nothin' to evolve
No battery and I ain't plugged into the wall
I'ma break it down for y'all, there's nothin' they can tell me
I match to tracks like a charger to your celly
Matter fact, yo, I truly be free
Uh, I don't need to plug into no USB-C
Or no USB-A, I need no charger at all
These proprietary flows goin' harder for y'all
Mack, I'm 'bout to break it down and y'all better believe it
Evеry time I grip the microphone I'm tеarin' y'all to pieces
I come off top with the dopest flows
I'm in charge like I'm holdin' the remote control
I be leavin' y'all dismantled when I plug into the panel
Off the handle;
And when I'm rhymin' never change the channel
Yo, my freestyles is about to hit 'em all soon
Only thing you need to do is increase the volume
Yeah, my flow, they just can't compute it
Other rappers, honestly, I'ma have 'em (muted)
I don't need it at all, you know that over tracks
I devour when struttin', I be pressin' the Power button
Turn me on with a song, I'm the dawn, not no con
Rappers think they on the same level, but they wrong
And I'ma show y'all how it could be, or how it would be
Shouts my homie in the gray hoodie, comin' up with words
Rockin' glasses with hair balled up on top of your head
I rock 'til I'm dead, I'm callin' it out
You like, “Damn, he's mentionin', like, everything
That he's seein'...
...I guess he's really freein'
The freshest human bein'!”
They comin' up with words
I grip 'em, I rip 'em, the mic gets served
Mad props off the top what I deserve
Run so fast on tracks, your vision blurred
I'm disgustin', lyrics are disturbed
Study long, I guess that I'm a nerd
But since I'm a nerd, well, I'm gonna need to learn
So I'll need some books through which I can burn
Yeah, if I don't read, it will be embarrassin'
But I need a tool so I can properly carry them
Where can I put all these books that I need?
All the books I carry with me so I can read?
I need a easy way to move 'em from place to place
I can't carry them in my hands, yo, that's a waste
So, I'm thinkin', this should come easy to the Mack
Maybe I can transition all that weight to my back
All I would need is just a couple straps
And a bag to carry 'em so that they stay intact
I'm like, "Huh, I think I thought o' this
I thought of the perfect swag
This, right here, won't be a drag
It'll be up on my back but behind me, it won't lag
I'ma put everything that I read up in my bookbag"
What's the dilly?! When I rhyme, I'm too illy!
Rappers wanna murder the Mack but can't kill me
All three words combine, I got you laughin'
Every time I'm rappin', I'm deliverin' with passion
My lyrics is really gon' linger
You be holdin' up 3 on your fingers
'Cause you know that I be gettin' it done
My heart 'n soul, I'm spittin' it from
I said, "What you doin'?"
You said, “Listenin' to music!”
I said, "No doubt, that's perfect, turn it down and let's do this!"
I'm ruthless, y'all know I spew this in every direction
I'm hard with a lyrical collection, feel no affection
For rappers when wreckin' I'm the one they never detectin'
I stay far off the radar
Complex as quasars
I lay bars and they hard on top o' tracks
When rockin' raps
I'm over heads, somethin' like stockin' caps
Y'all know I gotsta do it, spit the shit that's lethal
I'm sharper than needle every time I'm rockin' on Omegle
Like that!