Erinem
Feb 1, 20222 min
Updated: Aug 9, 2022
VERSE ONE
(ERINEM)
I’ve... been sniffin' chloroform,
Up here in North Dearborn,
Never been in rarer form,
Ain’t a soul I won’t outperform
At Biz’s crib party,
Holdin' up this Bacardi,
I’m batshit, can’t trust you,
Too much magic in mushrooms!
Just a massive masochist,
Walk all over bars like gymnastics,
It’s climatic, like a climb-up attic,
Snap an start static,
Cuz I’m cheap fabric!
I’m bombastic and graphic
When I rap shit,
Erratic tactics, think I’ve had it!
Pill addict, ill an' still at it,
Turn Thee Stallion to
A pony in a paddock!
Hitting up Bizarre’s bash,
Hitting hard like tar hash,
Using no caution, while watchin'
Kim Kardash',
That’s a rear-view,
Like a cam on a car-dash.
Bitch is doing side-kicks, spastic!
In skin tight elastics,
Acting like it’s magic,
Bitch you’re like the title of M*A*S*H:
All ass-tricks! (asterix)
Ratchet trash!
Can’t get my mind right, but
Looking back, that would be hind-sight.
HOOK
I miss when rap was bout
Drugs and bitches,
Not fashion brands, or the gram,
Or your riches
Back to when thugs
Was givin' hugs in the club
Bout to show you all how
To give bitches some love
VERSE TWO
(BIZARRE)
Xannies OxyContin
I be on some shrimpin' shit
Four, four, in the morning
Got your sister suckin' dick!
Leanin' leanin' leanin'
Gleanin off the Adderall
Leanin' leanin' leanin',
I’m poppin Tylenol
Percocet, get her wet
Gone off the Xanax
High as hell, high as hell
Let’s have some dirty sex
Poppin' pills, poppin' spills,
Smoking on the best weed
Sippin' lean, sippin' lean,
I think I’m bout to O.D.
HOOK
I miss when rap was bout
Drugs and bitches,
Not fashion brands, or the gram,
Or your riches
Back to when thugs
Was givin' hugs in the club
Bout to show you all how
To give bitches some love
OUTRO
I miss when rap was bout
Drugs and bitches,
Not fashion brands, or the gram,
Or your riches
Back to when thugs
Was givin' hugs in the club
Goin’ back to spittin' bout
Bitches and drugs
© 2022, Erin Emily Wheeler.