You are now in the mind of maniac, a lunatic

Jesus Christ on the crucifix, pussy ass niggas better Google this

The whole kit and caboodle pray you don't outlive your usefulness

Slay you and clean the room so when they spray the scene it won't be luminous

"Who Is This?!"

Nigga with the wings and the horns coming through to destroy this shit

I worked really hard on this project just enjoy this shit

Cuz I damn sure do enjoy your bitch

If she keep coming around I'ma have to buckle down and probably just employ this bitch

And ain't no telling how drunk a mother fucker getting when Sol out balling with Roy in this bitch

Toy and get lit, or you get split

Machete for your 'fetti settle scores in this bitch

Write these notes, Forbes be the list

Trying to make it, before I hit 40 and pissed

Fuck the glory and glitz

I just want more than these hoes and these pimps

I'm on the road to the rich

Try me, like me toe to toe with a shrimp

From the North with a limp, of the South no doubt

It's Mister Cold As Ice, I got a South-pole mouth

And a South-pole mind, I'll sell a snout to a cow

Or sell a dream to your bitch, then drown the accounts

More loud than allowed, less tats than I should have

I ain't hollering at hoes, less ass than I could have

Let them come to me, cuz that's what I'm good at

Stop by in your hood, with a snowflake no hood rat

"Got Kush Pack?!?", been did that, "You smashed her?!?", been hit that

I'm Master, you riff raff, I'm Casper, you stick back

Ain't nothing to a G, going up like 1-2-3

Going in like Drake plus Weez, make life of that A through Z

Day by day, I live it play by play

Stay my Forte, no K-I-A

Okay okay, it's okay with me

I say fuck the law, we obey the streets

Command the strong, and slay the weak

We slaughter songs, decay the beat

Like Donkey Kong, I'm trying to invade the Peach

So my life's a movie, one you would pay to see

Shit me too, but lately three

That's them other voices, but it's mainly me

I ain't all here, I'm sure it's plain to see

While I fuck the world my parents watching painfully

I don't know anymore, I'm existing aimlessly

Spitting these written thoughts, cuz they're too cliche to read

Like a bad poem, before your "I Do's"

Reciting moments in these high school haikus

So if you want, bring your bride through

I'm ocean deep in the end like typhoons

I'm all 7 Wonders, Winter, Fall, Spring, and Summer

We doing fucking numbers, your trap might boom

"Got Kush Pack?!?", been did that, "You smashed her?!?", been hit that

I'm Master, you riff raff, I'm Casper, you stick back

Ain't none to a G, going up like 1-2-3

Going in like Drake and Weez, make life of that A through Z

Tell 'em...

See I say fuck the world and let that bitch abort it

I say fuck the world and let that bitch abort it

I say fuck the world and let that bitch abort it

Fuck if you support it, said fuck if you support it

I say fuck the world and let that bitch abort it

I say fuck the world and let that bitch abort it

I say fuck the world and let that bitch abort it

Fuck if you support it