(Verse 1: Rapnik Von)

I'm from the era of condom rappers and terror

Guns, drugs and music, the downfall of America

Peace officer scared of ya, judge and jury are scared of ya

That's cause you a thug with no parents to parent ya

Nobody cared enough to try to build your character

Then they blame you for the murders piling in your area

But I'm from the Bay Area

West coast, smoke til my chest roasts, weed keep my stress low

But let's go hard in the paint

Til the paint peel off and we got an empty tank

And I'm far from a sinner but I never been a saint

Got a tank of laughing gas for my trip to the bank

Thinking ima be high forever, forever ever

Smoking on that 15th and that 7th letter

Eyes redder than a fuckin hot temper

And I couldn't think of how to end this then I remembered

(Hook 1)

I'm the shit

Oh yeah

Aye then I remembered I'm the shit

And you, bitch you, don't you forget that I'm the shit (mutha fucka)

Don't you forget that I'm that nigga

I'm that nigga (ima ima)

(Verse 2: Rapnik Von)

Ima beast, ain't nobody fuckin wit me

I bring the heat, call me Oklahoma City

I mean the thunder

Kinda makes you wonder how I keep from going under

Guess I'm just misunderstood

Good music coming from the hood

Play me like I'm stupid, I wish a nigga would

I wish a bitch could make it to Christmas Eve

You can't be my New Years girl, but you can be my trick or treat

Skip a beat, never plan on getting sleep

Quick to speak, I'm just tryna see my niggas eat

This is me, I ain't who you thought I was

I may die before I live, gimme all the drugs

Who you wit? I'm a Mack like Bernie

Your pussy nigga talk don't concern me

Earn money never money earn me

And I couldn't think of how to end this then I remembered

(Hook 2)

I'm the shit

Oh yeah

Aye then I remembered I'm the shit

And you, bitch you, don't you forget that I'm the shit (mutha fucka)

Don't you forget that I'm that nigga

I won't forget that I'm that nigga (even though)

(Verse 3: Rapnik Von)

My family mad, they can't get a hold of me

These bitches sad, they just can't get over me

I wear my heart under my chest where it's supposed to be

I wear my heart under my chest where it's supposed to be

I'm livin' la vida coca yola

I turn a bitch on with no remote controller

I console her when she needs a shoulder

Then I pulverize her shit but when did I become so bi polar?

I can't stop it, I swear I can't stop it

Even if I wanted to, but I don't

And every time she asks about It, I just change the topic

Or tell her drop it, that's how I keep her in my pocket

I'm so high I'm bleeding out my eye sockets

Let me stop, I think I'm falling off topic

She said her thighs are on water faucet

She need me to make a deposit (wait)

It's too late, it's too soon. It's too much, give me room

Wish I could, but I can't keep in touch from the moon

If you can't rock my boat, can you float my balloon?

Make me breakfast in bed and be high by high noon

And I know I make art but what's art to the blind?

Free the soul from the heart, free the heart from the mind

Free the mind from the bullshit

In summary

Put the noose around my neck and kick the chair from under me

(Yeah, My nigga ain't that what you want from me?)