47 Bars

It's ya boy Big Mike back in the house With another freestyle shut up with your doubts I grew up back in Pennsylvania where I lived it up Until we had to move to NC, what the fuck? I lost all my old friends back in my town But now I since had the time to get around Like my old friend used to once tell me "Go to college, you will learn something, guarantee!" I'd never took his advice, I told him "Take a Hike" I'm only 15, yet they call me Big Mike To all the people who said I couldn't make it I proved them wrong, I suggest you all just quit I'm the young grinder with 47 bars Everybody was offering cigars I gotta put a stop to this shit for all Or else people will be smoking from a default Take action before the virus spreads Oh wait... COVID-19, its already said Random topics from left to right Don't judge me, just keep playing with your Little Tikes Am I too harsh? I was just calling shots You got all those people thinking that they're the boss I step up to the podium defying odds Until I show them how I spit my 47 bars Right in my lane You bitches losing the game Your momma should be ashamed About the way that you act Big Mike is back and he's coming fresh from the cut He's making all the hobos run back to their huts Where's equality whenever someone needs it Wasting all the air because people like to breathe it I cannot say that though cuz I'm one of them I like digging in the crates tryna find all the gems Pulling out the ace, putting dinner on your plates About to head out to the gym, gonna lift some weights, yeah Its a ceremony, everyone is invited They can't set up the internet, it's unprovided Like trying to do front-flips, everybody's watching And then there's guys battling with their expert arching Why can't I be one of them, Why am I stuck rapping? Well then again, I can always switch to dark trapping I pull up to the show, hanging out with all the stars And then I show them how I spit my 47 bars