Released on June 3, 2022

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[Intro]

Hello everybody, my name is Chase (Hi Chase)

And I have an ego problem

And I don't wanna solve it


[Verse]

Rhinoplasty, y’all too nosey

Lung cancer, every beat I make is smoking

I feel like Kanye pissing all over his trophy

I'm an addict to the game like I’m fentanyl doping

Underneath I’m a mixed bag thrown in a blender

Nobody's safe, better call Oscar Schindler

And yeah you got the juice, but I own the vineyard

I’ll argue about rap, like liberals argue bout genders

Look

I worked hard now I’m here, you do the math

That’s six years, over three-hundred beats in the lab

Lost all my data when my laptop crashed

Who else spent their life savings, then made it all back

Look, I been the reject, freak loner, outcast

Been the custodian, hauling 'round with trash bags

My life’s a rough draft, I scribble it on notepads

If I’m low on led I'm confident it will grow back

Eres feo, yo soy guapo (yeah)

Black on black like the batmobile

I keep it fly, in other words, that means no wheels

So I don’t break, I don’t slow down, no gas refills

It’s obvious, like job ads y’all be studying me

Like Matt Murdock, you got balls but to still can’t see

You got the spotlight, but I carry the narrative

Y’all are so inexperienced I’m fueling all the hysteria

It’s easy

I got a status y'all will never achieve

Let’s negotiate the terms of my jail release

When I’m walking out the gate, ain’t no cameras, please

It may trigger manic depressive tendencies

I like honor and respect but I also like winning

I’m trynna' buy moms house with three garages in it

No second chances here, no plan b’s are permitted

If my catalog was rigged it would blow up a city

Hands-on, I direct and film

No friends like I’m Norman from Bates Motel

Playing me trigger waves on a Richter-Scale

I can stimulate growth if the algae fails

I’m like, bacteria that raids and kills

I gotta stack of old beats that I made myself

Heard your album, it made me want to hang myself

Matter fact, I'll let you bury me alive right now (yeah)

Ready to spar like I’m Ivan Drago

I like to terrorize rappers like ain’t no tomorrow

Sin embargo, I need myself a Robbie Margot, expensive bar soap, a paid-off car loan, while watching Narcos

Attached to my schedule, I’m OCD

I don’t like to be distracted of my routines

And I still make the necessary changes I need

But don’t provoke the integrity of me and my team

Forreal

Ain’t no such thing as partially forgiving

Love or hate, you only make one decision

Ain’t no time for sleep, I’ll go to sleep when I’m dead

All I need is God’s word and I’ll handle the rest

Egoistical, nope

Well, maybe a little

I'm working on myself with a hammer and sickle

Y’all are fragile and brittle like a couple of cripples

Y’all ain’t believe it then

Fast forward, now it’s official

Who would’ve thought?(yeah)

Who would’ve thought?