Day One Issues
[Part I]
[Intro]
Imma shoutout some people
Shoutout Putman’s
Day one nigga
Shoutout Luther
Day one nigga
Shoutout Devon
Day one nigga
Shoutout Angel
Day one nigga
Shoutout Adrian
Day one nigga
They’re all my
Day one niggas
[Verse 1]
It all started back to preschool
I swear to god, I was looking like a damn tool
Acting like a damn fool
Like half man half kangaroo
I think it was something new
I was minding my own business
Playing with my car toys, I was lit and
Two white kids started dissin’
Started pushing me, and started cursin
I spoke they just got so mad
Took my toys and never gave it back
I still don’t understand, was it because I’m a retard
Or another punch card
But every time they catch me I was off guard
And every time I stand up, they strike hard I was lost
I told teacher but the teacher didn’t do shit
She only looked at me and let them spit
Every other morning, I didn’t want to come to school
I cried every morning when I walk through the room
I wanna stay home, mama had to go to work
But what she didn’t know, I was bullied and I was hurt
Elementary came, and so did Cars
I was sing the theme song of what movie was
Luther started singing then we took off
And till this day we never fought
After that I met Devon, how old was I 10 or 11
Shit can’t remember, but I remember we was like brothers and
He took me under and
He was another fam
High school came, I was like awe shit
3 more years then I’ll be done with this
Black ass kid in a high school so big
Depression came in and I was kinda over it
Adrian came, and so did Angel
Brighten up my days, made my life stable
Luther and Devon always kept me able to realize that life is always gonna be unstable
Just push through and remember that you’re not alone
Man it really felt like home
It really felt like home
Oh, and to the two white kids
Fuck y’all
I got one question though
What the fucks y’all issue?
[Part II]
[Verse 2]
Tell me what the fucks y’all issues, issue
Do y’all really need a tissue
Y’all got issues
The music is what I will continue
So miss me, miss with that bull shit
Y’all can’t really do shit
You think that you knew shit
But really, y’all just pure shit
Someone check my conscious
I think I have no options
But I’m taking precaution
Let me just be honest
Y’all niggas obnoxious
But when we talk about the topic, you have no responses
Tell me what’s y’all issues
Tell me what’s your problem
My next season is autumn
That means niggas fallin
Don’t you fuck with my friends
Don’t you fuck with family
Don’t you fuck with squad bitch
That means we have problems
Tell me what’s y’all issues
Wait, I have some issues
Someone hold me back because I’m not just diss you
I will fucking hit you, maybe punch and kick you
When I I’m done, you don’t the difference between Kung Fu and jujitsu
I’m done with this, you really fucked up
Get the fuck out of my face, I’m about blow up
Brushing off the little fakes and keep my chin up
And when we ganging up, you be fixed up, mixed up, knocked up
Don’t walk up we squad up
Don’t slow down, we speed up
Don’t cool down, we warm up
Tell me one more time, what the fucks y’all issues
