Commas

I done died before You could ask my mama I came back They wanted more Why they bring me All this trauma Hate to see a nigga live They treat me like Obama Ask for birth certificate Bet Fill my bank account With commas Cause the devil in the details Put these people up for retail Myopic vision they can't see well Oh well Little Timmy falling down wells Lassie asked me Do the bitch deserve a rescue I let loose None of these bitches ever get you I let loose Change the script before an excuse I get to Do what I must Before my death, cool Cause it's hot where I'm going You can get there in Boeing But the boys wanna put me on ground I put my hand on my hip The finger started to slip They asking me to put the gun down They couldn't feel what I feel They wasn't hearing the sound I shouldn't answer any phone calls now I'm lost, not in the pound I am profound They tryna weigh me down They hit backboard But I rebound And I won't drop my crown Made my decision I see these isms They cause a schism The worlds a prism Tread light And keep your rhythm I'll make a difference Cause they ain't learned addition Plus, these shenanigans Is my only mission Shoot first Don't turn up missing I done died before You could ask my mama I came back They wanted more Why they bring me All this trauma Hate to see a nigga live They treat me like Obama Ask for birth certificate Bet Fill my bank account With commas I done died before You could ask my mama I came back They wanted more Why they bring me All this trauma Hate to see a nigga live They treat me like Obama Ask for birth certificate Bet Fill my bank account With commas