PortaPottyPatty

[Verse 1] Crack in the floorboards, dreams in a stash, Paper-thin walls, hear the neighbors clash. No porcelain throne, just a bucket of shame, Called me PortaPottyPatty, now you know my name. [Chorus] PortaPottyPatty, I’m raw with the truth, Grew up in the gutter, no time to be aloof. From the trap to these rhymes, I’ve been raw, never tame, PortaPottyPatty, y’all remember the name. [Verse 2] No flushing dreams, I poured ‘em in cans, Hustlin’ hard with my life in my hands. Reek of ambition, stank of despair, Sproutin’ from the sewage while they gasp for air. [Bridge] Shakespeare in the trap, penning wasteful tales, Luxury’s a myth when the plumbing always fails. Walls whisper secrets, ceilings drip grime, Found beauty in the filth, turned it into rhyme. [Verse 3] Pails on the balcony, the world my stall, Carved my initials in the back of the hall. Laughed through the stink, made a throne outta trash, Now I’m rollin’ royalty, cash in my stash. [Chorus] PortaPottyPatty, don’t you dare laugh, I’m the queen of the grunge, and I live on a graph. Poverty painted in gold, my struggle a frame, PortaPottyPatty, don’t you mock the name.