15 Years

My sincere apologies in advance for hurt feelings

My fifteenth summer free-wheelin' and merch dealin'
Fifteen autumns of plottin' my worst schemin'
From the level that you see when you're lookin' at your ceilin'
Live from the fatal mass shooting at the gun show
Duck low, tried to post the clip but it won't upload
Fuck bro, leakin' coulda filled a couple punch bowls
My last words were "Welcome to Sunny Wells, Maine"

I been doin' this since back when Juno was a woman
Cold as Juneau in Alaska, cold as Lambeau with the Packers
I showed the locals they could do the things you couldn't
Blow your candle, call your pastor, made nobody into
What you do is cap and I'm not fakin', I'm cutthroat
What I do with rap, what Matilda did to the Trunchbull

What I do with apps, I type up a little poem I written
What I do with cash, just Dunkin' Donuts and home editions
Volunteer fireman, Peter Parker writer man
Things been gettin' dark out lately, just give me the light again
Would you Sean Paul? Sean Paul

Spits did it since still tippin' with Paul Wall
These my old raps I been sellin' on Facebook Marketplace
Out my trunk at Martin's, permanent marker in the parkin' space
For fifteen years, fifteen years
And on the fifteenth one, turns out, bitch, I'm still here

2007 State of mind that I'm in
So I'm Slim relapsin' and 'Ye before Kim
Lil' Wayne outta Maine, brain not a chain
Here's a secret how I stayed up in the game and remained
Dudes don't try, you dudes don't try

I could start knittin' tomorrow, I'd be good by July

Givin' mittens out at Christmas, and scarves out for Hanukkah
My knitted sweater get you through the winter up in Ottawa
Obama, Trump, Biden, was Ryan, it didn't matter
I always wrecked the speech with a check followin' after

Big followin' rapper, no fixed follower actor
Pretend I died today so I get all of the flowers

Cal wanted me to go easy on him on FIFA

I said "The world's cold, son, you gotta learn to defeat 'em"

And now I can't beat 'em, still gotta feed 'em
For fifteen years, I been passed over, deleted until

Florida freezes, I floor it, I'm goin' Harvick
This season I'm goin' Speaz's, Winged Beast, I'm a demon
King steez, I'm a Steven, "I've been here for a long time"
Got king steez, I'm a Steven, went fifteen with no team
And now Sim Simma, I'm beamin', still got it, who want it?
I sold shirts with a Myspace address on it
I went to work eatin' Congdon's bacon egg sandwich
Went from broke clown weirdo to hometown hero, I wrecked it
I rap like I was born with a whale cock
Since Netflix DVDs came in the mailbox

That's fifteen years, fifteen years
And on the fifteenth one, turns out, bitch, I'm still here