fredo

I you the mango at least you can say thank you

I brought you the avocado

I called you mi Hermano

Tu es tam desgraxiodo

Forget who’s blessed by the jackfruit and the aloe 

You that shit is hard to swallow

Like my brother when he’s on you

I briughtvyoubthevpineapple

So show a man some gratitude

I don’t appreciate your attitude

I sent you to such high altitude

And I’m not even mad at you

But

I wrote for afrobeta

And I birthed seizure machine

I grind for the galactic effect and put him on the scene 

Telekenitic walrus stole my festival 

But did so with great sounds and Wyatt once confessed Ben you are the underground

I lived my life for decades passing round the light

I was the harder working artist and manned miamis open mic

I elevated churchills the temple of the gutter

So shit up and show respect 

You and my brother mother fucker

You were writing songs about piss and jizz and shit 

Obsessed with your own ass like a fat gay narcissist 

Speaker fisting, murdering birds, and eating out armpits 

You only got off the ground elevated by Romulo but you kicked him to the curve and off you go to steal the show

You can call fredo but he made you and you left him depressed and wrecked, he made art from your dumb shit, they’re go showing nothing but disrespect, it’s best to protect your neck when Draculo is your friend 

Then I come like your messiah from the paradise of the farm

There’s no truth that I deny ya and I mean you know harm

I cleansed your third eye chakra and 

Your pineal from the swarm 

Of filth and grime and grossness that plague you from the dawn

Then you ran with new ideas with my brother on a leash, and I thought hit pathetic since a punk rock puppy I raised that beast but he grew to be a real fat mother fucker that was just too hard to feed, he would consume and feast on what the starving has to eat

So he turned his back on family and he was you little bitch

Yeah he was an asshole and your idiot von shit on dick

My mother cursed you both before we put her in the grave 

So if you step to me know she comes down in the rain and she comes in the air and every single day where you got she’ll be right there and she protects me from pain

She was the head of this family

She took the money at the door

And it’s fucking sad we

Can sit with her no more

She decides who’s fredo not you nassie or me 

So you svd all you fake bros

Give back my Miami

How can you call me fredo

When I molded you like play do

I nourished you like water and I grew you tall like swaying palms

So you can call godfather keep calm and just move on