[Hook: Cub-J]

I could be your chosen one

I could be your Prince

Confident like Cassius Clay

High like Ziggy Stardust

And I was caught looking for love

And now I’m still stuck looking for love

‘Cuz when I found it I abused it

You could make me your Prince

I could be Muhammed baby

Float like Ziggy Stardust

[Verse One: Cub-J]

You better shut your mouth

You better walk your path

You better keep it to your self

'Cuz you don't want the wrath

You better shut your third eye

Better pay your tax

Take a class, learn lies, then I'll slave your ass

Burn

And slang the grass

Oh, take these you could make some cash

Blow, make a wish like cake or lash

Oh, jolly good this a birthday bash

Bitch, I don't really wanna sit and wonder what I could've done if I had chose to go the other way

But I've been known to be a lover like Klay

Gotta put it on for the bae

Ya bae bae bet I got your back

The good die young, the fuck up with that?

I'm tryna live forever like an autograph

Why you thought I rap, why you wanna nap?

No time to relax 'till you on the map

No time for no one, even mom or dad

Just to jot some shit that make momma mad

Whatever happened to the perfect little son u had?

[Hook Two: Cub-J]

I could be your chosen one

I could be your Prince

Confident like Cassius Clay

High like Ziggy Stardust

And I was caught looking for love

And now I’m still stuck looking for love

‘Cuz when I found it I abused it

[Verse Two: Cub-J]

I guess you could say that I’m Severus Snape

Meaning for the love I do whatever it takes

I could never escape because my mind is trapped

Let me put it in your back like a spinal tap

Then rewind it back

No time to chat, I'm just tryna hit

I'm a fast ball tryna find a mitt

Pardon my French, babe I'm kinda lit

Ya the dope spot lit on some globe trot shit

But I don't love tricks but the whole squad in it

Bump my shit, let it go, come with it

Left last year, but I love my city

Bounce to this shit

With a pound or a zip

Riding round in a whip

In the Town with a brick

Ya the loud on my lips when the bitch wanna kiss

So her mouth on my dick when my mouth on a spliff

Huh

Yeah we down with the shits

You don't really wanna fuck around with the kids

(sirens) That's the sound of the pigs

Aw shit can you floor it down on the quicks?

'Cuz I don’t really wanna be the one that sit and wonder if I’m ever gonna fall and fade away

Bitch I gotta do it all day

Get everybody saying Cub-J

[Hook Three: Cub-J]

You could make me your Prince

I could be Muhammed baby

Float like Ziggy Stardust