[Intro, Bishop Malik and Saek]

The sun's too bright

My money ain't right

My people ain't right

But who the fuck cares?

Stocks gon' plummet

I can't reach the summit

Fucked up in public

But who the fuck stares?

[Bishop Malik]

Momma told me be the best man that I could be

But unfortunately I just became me

Now I'm sitting in the park smoking doobies after dark

Yelling, "sup kids come fuck with me"

[Saek]

Aye, 666 tattooed on my dick

Plastic bottle of vodka, I know i'm the shit

[Bishop Malik]

Woke up at one with a smile on my face and a gun

Words are scratched into my skin, I'm far too passive for fun

[Saek]

Ayo I'm spaced out, listening to Lucy Ford

What the fuck you think I'm trying to be bigger than gats and loosies for?

[Bishop Malik]

Eyes closed, smoking on a cigarette

Open up and blow it out, going hard or getting dead

[Saek]

Yo fuck it, my dues paid are past due

I don't trust you unless you make rap music or fast food

[Bishop Malik]

I am a crass dude, mixed up, punk kid bastard

That's me in a nutshell, last words

[Outro, Bishop and Saek]

The sun's too bright

My money ain't right

My people ain't right

But who the fuck cares?

Stocks gon' plummet

I can't reach the summit

Fucked up in public

But who the fuck-