Dy-Na-Mi-Tee

[Intuition] I'm not that desperate rat bastard that be eyeing your chick From the corner of the dive while you're buying her drinks Nah, I'm that sneaky sly guy already sliding her dick And you won't ever be the wiser, trying to find her a ring Silly Big Willy, still he balling on a budget But the fillies really feel me, always falling into something These are the tales of an erroneous man But let me sing a little song about how the story began: Well at the tender age of ten I felt my first tongue kiss I didn't have to chase the broad and I ain't run since Used to sleep through all my classes, I was wasting my time Thought I was smarter than my teachers, didn't pay them no mind Yet and still I graduated with no clue what to do Just knew that I was more creative than a few of these dudes So I kept recording tracks, that came natural to me And now I'm better than your favorite MC, I'm Mr. I-N-T