A Touch of Class By Candlelight (feat. bubblegumpop, Malachi, Corbin Stumon & Nick Unknown)

The first verse is the worst Like, how the fuck your name Malachi and you can't recite one verse? In church, snuck the game boy right inside ma's purse Since adolescents we were doomed with a curse The nicest with words but still remain the quietest in the room Been writing some tunes to sweep em up and have em hide from the broom We madvillains, to me you other niggas is food I guess you can say we supplying your doom My father was barely there to talk bout the birds and the bees It's was coke rap and wu tang, you know, birds and the bees Saying, "fuck you" to niggas out to sting me, sending birds to the bees And if you don't get it you niggas virgins to me Fucking with me is a suicide Biddy bye bye And Niggas still only giving me honorable mentions I took the knowledge from the environment I was bred in Well needed to get to the dough, and let the bread in I'm someone you could never read right through I'm someone who could take your head off if it seemed right to I'm someone hiding in the dark seeing what lames might do I'm someone you could never ever hold a candlelight to One Yeah I'm bugged out, but I still got class And I don't smoke but I'm still high as your ass The way I'm gifted up, my memory's blurred But hear me out, I'm fallin' and I'm movin' fast Shake hands in cold fear you don't like that Fuck with the gods you get pressed we stomp necks Who on deck for the throne tell em we up next Ain't on no on bitch shit, Outkast a misfit Yo what's the 411 shoutout to Mary J Never strike out on a bitch I got my own K Killing floor, look at the world son war tour Young old nigga, the spirit of a demi god Can't nobody fuck with the Z, Zeus, gimmie the loot On my mama soul, I'm kratos, now Adios A legend killer, illest nigga, born in 98 it's no limit, champion, Scottie Pippen You can take the number one while I be the number two If it's set then it's done what you gettin into A lot of rappers got an Ego, put a wild child in a child place no longer an issue I speak facts on my own lines like primetime 21 dunny, I shine in the night sunny And matter fact, if somebody owe me 20 Keep it, buy ya self sum nice, peace to ya life Yeah I'm bugged out, but I still got class And I don't smoke but I'm still high as your ass The way I'm gifted up, my memory's blurred But hear me out, I'm fallin' and I'm movin' fast I'll own a boat soon Spend the day out on the water drinking like adults do Maybe hit the slow move for the inspiration Gotta throw a toast up every time I say shit Gotta wear my hood out walking down the same strip Gotta wear my hood down faking like I made it A smart word for all the dumb bitches left behind It's a small world but I got big dreams give it time Bitch give it time Grab a shovel to bury me with all your dead weight Lookin disheveled they think that I'm a cheap-steak Yuh Get bread, break bread, share the profit Call that shit some meal estate there ain't no way to stop it Never gonna turn around my fuckin' morals just for profit Momma turnin' in her grave cause they're hand was in her pocket What would Buddha do I'm whippin' in the Subaru Hooty-hoo Homies got u boxed in like a cubicle I wake for work and get to business like the usual Got you in the institution now your shits delusional Baby like the loony tunes Picking up the minimal like tablespoon Actin like a baby-boom I'll own a boat soon I'll own a boat soon