Like That Anna

Ain’t no other this is me and this is it
Don’t got to get the crowbar to get you up off of my shit
I don’t know why though they try to compare me
Did not you know that you can’t get near me
So don’t f*** up when identifying the voice
You know from a to z i’m a first choice
The y to the t surrounded by the l and the e
Put it together and you got lyte the mc
Deep deep deeper than the vein
Of the membrane, squish it, put your ass to sleep
I got octaves, not to sing but to rap so
Give me dap, perhaps admit, that i’m all that
The shit that i write huh, surely chart climbers
Don’t try to run, because your mom’ll come and find ya
Getcha, gotcha, getcha gotcha getcha gotcha
Break ya break ya punk and f*** that ass in two’s
It’s like that anna, it’s like that anna
I’m not the funny fat one they call roseanne-ah