[Verse 1:]

Said I’m Greek, but this ain’t no frat rap

Spring cleaning, checking out the rat traps

Fan of the culture, naw this ain’t cash grab

Stand by your beliefs, till you get the facts back

Diesel worried, I ain’t tryna to be a typecast

My verse, chicken scratch, sorry that I write fast

Provocation, poking fun, until I fight back

Call myself the greatest bet the GOATS wouldn’t like that

I could use a bit of help, since I’m on my own

Collaborating with myself, when I’m all alone

Had to duck a couple scammers so I might adjust

How am I supposed to know, who I can fucking trust?

Had he stiffed me, I’d have dealt a receipt

Lied straight to my facе but I felt the decеit

Bust a move, smoke an L to the beat

You could peep the outcome but it’s seldom defeat

[Verse 2:]

To gag me or box me in you’ll need some duct tape

1-on-1, I made him jump from the pump fake

Fuck extortion, fuck coercion, rather suffocate

Don’t make me go become the one they love to hate

What’s over there? oldest trick in the book

Haven’t checked my statements, I been fixing to look

And I don’t wanna see the dwindling digits

Said, if God keep doing favors I’ll be really religious

And this is not a ploy for me to win your favor

Losing their interest, so I’m mixing up the flavor

Loyal followers, but, boy I’m not your savior

Bless you when you sneeze, know that only God can save ya

Hit the lights and turn the party to a seance

Satisfied with the results when the day gone

Oh great, another cracker we can hate on

Guess I’m grown enough to find the beauty in the chaos