Mossblerd

Genres keep us in our boxes
Keep us from our commas
Keep us niggas hopeless
Keep us from our options
Let a nigga springboard, let a god's wings burn
If I can't play the Beacon, then I'mma bring the Mossblerd

I been sleeping standing, transfiguration
Pull up on these white folks
Park Slope abandoned
Used to hate my body
They tried to kill my spirit
I ain't air the club out, but my brother did it
He did twelve in county
Might as well be Quentin, bred in Hidden Valley
I just seen his son out, mixing beats on Insta
He don't know no better, he just getting fucked up by these

Genres keep us in our boxes
Keep us all from commas
Keep us niggas hopeless
Keep us from our options
Let a nigga springboard, let a god's wings burn
If I can't play the Beacon, I'mma bring the Mossblerd