My Name
M.N.S Lyrics

Who you know can rap like this I’m the coldest
I am the best rapper out there and no one can rap like me.

If rapping my brother then I’d be the oldest
I am so experienced in rapping that if rapping was a brother or sister to me, I would be the oldest.

You back of the cupboard you old and you molded Hold it
You are old and moldy like something that has been forgotten in the back of a cupboard.

Like dirty clothes never folding
You are like dirty clothes that never gets folded, just left in a pile.

Chosen ever since birth I been the shit
I was born to be a great rapper and have been amazing at it since birth.

I came out my momma colon Colon
I was born out of my mother's colon, which is not scientifically accurate and just a play on words.

Constipation she was holdin
My mother was constipated and holding me in her colon before I was born, another play on words.

Drive the beat like it’s stolen Awe it might be kinda stolen
I rap over the beat with such intensity that it feels like I stole it, but it may actually be stolen.

I hope buddy never sold it
I hope the person who made the beat never sold it to someone else.

But my story still get told it’s Crazy how the story goes with Ladies how i do em bogus
My story is still being told, no matter what. It's crazy how women fall for me even though I treat them poorly.

Flower bomb call her lotus Asking questions that be loaded
I refer to a woman as a 'flower bomb' and call her 'lotus,' and she asks me questions that are loaded with meaning.

Changing subjects playing roles with Hoes She notice
I change subjects and pretend to be different people with different women, but they eventually catch on to what I'm doing.

Please Tell me who my opponent Point em out who my opponent ponent
Tell me who my competition is and point them out to me.

Who really rapping like me Bitch I’m the best knew it since back in white T’s
No one raps like me, and I am the best. I have known this since I was wearing white T-shirts back in the day.

No need for clapping my heat I’m feeling blessed
I don't need to use violence or guns to prove myself, I feel blessed with my talent.

Shouts to the pastor my g Game on the line bet I’m cashing my three
I give a shout-out to my pastor and have confidence in succeeding like a basketball player making a three-point shot.

Like I’m AI in ‘05 at the heat Blowing up like I’m Wile E
I am like Allen Iverson from 2005 playing for the Miami Heat, and I am blowing up like Wile E. Coyote from the Looney Tunes cartoons.

Chasing a check Get lost in the dust while i meep Sleeping on me got the itis
I am chasing a paycheck, but anyone who underestimates me will be left behind and feel tired and sluggish.

This shit on lock Like i got arthritis when i write it I’m clenching my fist
I have control of this situation, and writing makes me clench my fist like someone suffering from arthritis.

You could get clocked My niggas pop out like a jack in the box Attracting the Guap
You could get punched, and my friends appear suddenly like a jack in the box. We attract money.

Then they get back to the box Plant a seed then they dip out of her spot But she got control they beating the odds
We plant a seed for success, leave, and move on to the next thing, but even though life is difficult, we still beat the odds.

I laugh in my head Stop goofing it’s back to the bread Graveyard shifts like I’m back from the dead
I laugh to myself and stop fooling around, it's time to get back to making money. I work hard like someone coming back from the dead for a graveyard shift.

A zombie Just to get fresher than laundry Turn up the pressure a gem is upon me
I am focused on staying fresh like a zombie and putting pressure on myself to create something great.

Getting all my happy days like the Fonzie All you really say is Aye like the Fonzie
I am living my happy days like the character Fonzie from the show Happy Days. Everyone else just says 'aye' without really contributing anything meaningful.

Treating the beat like a commie Nazi This is a Hommie
I treat the beat harshly like a communist or Nazi would, but this is just how I rap.

Who really rapping Who really rapping Fuck the world i eat her fruit with a passion
Again, I am questioning who my competition is while expressing my passion for women (metaphorically comparing them to fruit).

Spyro Jr spitting fire like dragons Thanos Jr because who really snappin
I am like Spyro the dragon spitting fire with my rapping skills and compare myself to Thanos from the Marvel universe because I am really snapping.

Don’t need a reason to go nuts Go crazy for money we donuts I stay with my brothers like Jonas
I enjoy getting crazy without needing a reason, and my friends and I go crazy for money. I stick with my friends like the Jonas Brothers.

I’m a tickin time bomb getting blown up With some loose screws You little ballin like couscous
I am like a ticking time bomb waiting to explode and have some loose screws. You are just pretending to be a baller like couscous, which is small and insignificant.

You should panic cuz they let the juice loose Shorties always tryna get they juice loose
You should worry because people are letting their 'juice loose,' which is a metaphor for their aggression or sex drive. Young women are always trying to be promiscuous.

Say they like me While my brothers pack clips like they spike lee And her brothers they all wanna fight me
Women claim to like me even though my friends carry guns, and their brothers want to fight me because of this association.

But she wanna suck dick to the white meat But she call me and it’s a scam likely But i can’t een do it
Even though a woman is willing to perform oral sex on me, I am convinced that it is a scam and I refuse to do it.

I’m tryna get to it Talk money more fluent It’s fluid Then i hear a knock She bang on the door like she tryna get through it
I am focused on making money and talking about it effortlessly. Someone knocks on the door, and it sounds urgent.

But I’m making music The rapping Confucius You niggas can quote me I’m In green like Luigi and Loki
I am busy creating music and becoming a wise and memorable rapper. People should quote me. I am like Luigi from Super Mario Bros. and Loki from Norse mythology, both of whom are associated with the color green.

Black out in the booth Disappear it’s so Smokey You can smell it in my 4C Me and my niggas stay Stacking up just like a hoagie
I become so absorbed in creating music that it's like I'm invisible. You can sense the effort and hard work in what I create. My friends and I are all stacking up money, like the ingredients in a hoagie sandwich.

I be in tune with my roots like a yogi Whoa g Don’t think you know me I dust off the spot where I’m putting my trophy
I am well-connected to my roots and have a sense of spiritual balance, like a yogi. Don't try to assume you know who I am. I am clearing a spot in anticipation of winning an award or trophy.

This Shit it run through my veins And these niggas chicken like raising canes But my niggas with it they blazin strain They say they like bitches the blasian strain But they gotta be black I second that
This craft of rapping flows through my very blood, and others are not as committed as I am. My friends are with me and ready to take action. Others claim to like mixed-race women, but they must be black, and I agree with that sentiment.