[Verse 1]

Money and cars

Subzero carcass and auto tune bars

These are the things that’ll make you a star

Coupled with drugs that’ll take you to mars

Pulling the trigger to fronting persona

A bully a menace to innocent-

Stacking my checks just to block out the haters

I think I’m best cause they put me on FADER (traitor)

Hating on facts that they think I be faking

To cover their hatred for money I'm making

They’ll twist all the words that I’ve never been saying

To match me to people who reckoned with satan

Excessively much

I slap a victim and call it a sensitive touch

Not one to care for the agony cry

Blood on her gut and his terrified eyes

Status a shield if the jury preside

I'm falling guilty to things that I lied

Shame and dishonour two things I don’t dread

They plead messiah as soon as I’m d-

[Verse 2]

Fame to a victim

I’ve fallen ill to the things that I listen

Racking up failure to failure no comeback

My stats make up for my lacking in wisdom

Now that I’m dead I could wish I could jump back

Pay off my debt to the people I looked past

Get off my horse and the cash that did get to me

Put a good word to my name and apologies

Odyssey prodigy breaking misogyny

Honestly I could’ve been a rap talent anomaly

Stop chasing numbers and things that I have amassed

Finally shake off the name of iconoclast

I burnt a flag and they still pulled one to half mast

Whatever

[Outro]

Well that was dark