[Verse 1]

If such a thing exists as being such a king as this

Sluts pucker up, to kiss the ring and fist

The rhyming vet, the livest yet

Drop fly shit like a G-4 private jet

Bet you get more than grazed by the nine

Layed by the side

Oh you out of bullets? Here, take some of mine

And clowns hate how I lock this down

If they think I'm obnoxious now, wait 'til I pop Cristal

Got one need: to just smoke out

But if your weed's got one seed, the shit don't count

Dog, you don't want us running home

You don't want it, holmes. If you a G

We're silent as the one in front of gnome

And you can love me, or you can judge me

But dissin me's like, Beetlejuice in a cape, Super Ugly

Trust me, I'mma shit on my foes and sit on my throne

So hop off my dick and get on your own

[Hook] (x2)

O-H-I-O, no place like home

Everywhere I go, I relocate my throne

Roll it up, light it up, fire it up

Bring a bitch to the telly and get high as fuck

[Verse 2]

Straight shots got me upchucking in the cut, buzzing

Might spit about the same shit, but then again, who the fuck doesn't?!?!

When writers fed, bite this lead, or we can fight instead

And fuck a can, we open whoop ass by the keg

Tell your boys to get your lame crest on

Wanna rip together? Y'all can share the same headstone

And it's rarely ever that I bury pairs together

But I'm ruthless

I did it with ease like Jerry Heller

So if you mention me

You fairies better levitate or jump a fence from me

Seven eight's a heavyweight, like pregnancy

And you can die in a coupe with dark tint

COPY! Shoot the sky til the moon is dark red

STOP ME! You could try, but I move at mach 10

WATCH ME! Superfly from the booth like Clark Kent

COCKY! Doc Strange when I'm on the creep

The vets I roll with will put your dogs to sleep

Puff five blunts straight to the brain

Jakki's got one five one through a pump straight to the vein

Sights a bit wrecked

I ain't even light the spliff yet

And already my eyes are bloodshot like a crip' set

[Hook] (x2)

O-H-I-O, no place like home

Everywhere I go, I relocate my throne

Roll it up, light it up, fire it up

Bring a bitch to the telly and get high as fuck

[Verse 3]

Y'all cats ain't never gonna advance, I'm big headed

Got an even bigger ego for the one in my pants

Lames hurting

I aim perfect for opponent's heads

Still in charge like a cordless phone that's dead

Only writing four bar verses now. REASON??

Can't get past the fifth line without the crowd screaming

Y'all don't rhyme, y'all bitch. Dick in mouth even

Only time y'all spit's when you spitting out semen

Hope you're ready, bastards

My quotes already classic

And like Laffy Taffy I got a joke on every rapper

You hold your own? NO YOU DON'T

I'll let you shit first. When I start shitting, the toilet overflows

And I ain't quitting, 6'4'' giant hitting chicks raw

In the Hyatt, on the fifth floor with her hymen splitting

So bet the money you got MY ALBUM'S LIKE HELL!

You don't know when it's coming, but you know it's gonna be HOT!

[Hook] (x2)

O-H-I-O, no place like home

Everywhere I go, I relocate my throne

Roll it up, light it up, fire it up

Bring a bitch to the telly and get high as fuck