[Verse 1]

Swear to God the haters watching every minute like prepaid

They gon run mouth, they need teeth brace

I stay souled out, because these days

It's like gold cow, if you're deep

Man, I want gold flour in my cheesecake

I want boat, house in like 3 states

I need more miles, I need freeways

I need chrome Rari, need screech space

Ain't no delay, on my freebase, I'm like Bruce Wayne

Ass man, if push comes to shove, I'm a Tity Boi, I'm like 2 Chainz

Time taking, my rhymes breaking through concrete, I'm like Dufresne

My cell vacant, no new friends

Hit rock bottom like implants

I said it before

But think about it? what if i never said nothing?

My head at the feet of my bed like I’m dead

But I’m deep in the scene of a screen

And I hear the telephone ring

Cutie with a nose ring and a wastebasket overflowing

She got them horn-rimmed glasses, high fashion

She wants to do her own thing

But she toss sketch after sketch of dress after dress

Then address all the letter from her boss to his ex

Said the boss put the call in to call Mr. Edge

So I’m calm in the head when I walk in his den

And I duck cuz I’m dodging a ball to the head

He guffawed when he said my proposal was trash

And I storm out the door and my knee hit the edge of the wall

Shit, gotta head to class

Gaddamit

[Chorus]

Gaddamit I’m a reject, reject

And it’s on everything I know

Stick my thumb out in the air like I’m heading way down that road

I’m a diamond in the rough

Take your time you’ll find my gold

Redesigning a culture that’s trine redefine my soul

Gaddamit I’m a reject, reject

And it’s on everything you are

Stick my neck out for my people we’re equally living large

I ain’t standing out your door

Rather raze it to the ground

Middle finger circle hole

When you play it, play it loud

[Verse 2]

A sack magician

I could never quit rap for shit

Still drop verse like a catechist

No pot to piss, the plot is thick, and now I'm pulling out my wand to spit

It's either fuck the game up or condescend

They tryna keep my name out like contraband

But it's too sweet, I'm like cotton candy

You've got cool stories like comprehension

My tombstone, it says New Soul

And the weeds grow on your Fool's Gold

And I stay balling like Cool Joe

Oh it's napalm cuz I blew ho

I never changed up, I rock new clothes

With the, same Chucks, yeah that two-toned

You need a safe-word, call out "Sucio"

Cuz my game dirty, dame culo

But my name clean

Is that too mainstream?

Tick tock at my day job, inkblot on my paintings

Rorschach to endorse that

Horseback for my main thing

Drugged out on the sofa, so far it’s amazing

Maze all on my TL, y’all tweeting the same things?

Copped a jacket at retail

Barelyanyhook that’s change of season, paid to reason wow

The Great Houdini patient in the crowd

Y’all make-believers, I make believers

Gaddamn