What Am I

[Verse 1: EP] Ayo pardon my troop starving for shark fin soup with jargon to boot In a secret garden astute Starting with the part in his toup (short for toupee) And the carton of goop Getting down to the root Doppel reeking like shit Beeper on the hip dip to Central Islip Visa for your trip, anesthesia for that slit Pick and choose how you want to Dopp sing the blues unenthused by the genre A cloaked out prima donna Hitting up Daygo then to Tijuana Pale with a stance thats ill Went to jail for selling a male enhancement pill Notice from a glance that his pants are twill Looking for romance but the chance is nil [Hook] Yo Yo What Am I What Am I Yo What Am I What Am I Yo Yo What Am I What Am I Yo What Am I What Am I [Verse 2: Matter ov Fact] Yo Yo What Am I Yo he afraid that the answer isn't cut and dry No draws with the wide open button fly A glutton stealing the last piece of mutton pie There's always something to deny A lady of the night said he's known to bust a nut and cry No lie he was itching at his stye He known to change his story up switching alibis In the kitchen with my nigga Malechi Damn kid we in dire need We both responsible to feed a whole entire creed And all we got is some papaya seeds and Jeremiah Weed Most of his attire's tweed Down to put in work like a horse of the shire breed By necessity instead of greed At the renaissance fair nigga down to steal a squire's mead [Hook] Yo Yo What Am I What Am I Yo What Am I What Am I Yo Yo What Am I What Am I Yo What Am I What Am I