[Verse 1: GrewSum]

They don't take me serious

That'll make me mad and delirious

The fast and the furious

Growth, got mad people hearing us so

Latch where I pee and just laugh as I pee on ya

Then put the key in ya, beautiful ignition

Now he's in a suitable position

My dead career, better hire a magician

Before the mortician stores me cold in his kitchen

Or a metal drawer where they form an incision

The letter of the day is Y

Try living if I'm not getting to say what I wanna

Drug addict, no blame on my mama

Hi Drama, thanks for the beats

Hi Dahmer, I hope you appreciate the meat I brought ya

This is really me, this is not my alter ego

Amigo, and me so proper (yeah)

[Chorus: GrewSum]

The more things seem to change

The more they stay the same

The more they want ya

To be the monster

Simply because it entertains, it entertains

The more things seem to change

The more they stay the same

The more they want ya

To be the monster

Simply because it entertains, it entertains

[Verse 2: GrewSum]

This year I'm happy, think I got my flow down now

So down that I'm laying on the ground

While everything's spinning around my crown

And words just fall up out my mouth like foul

Putrid vomit, exclusive content

For yours and my crew to lose their mind to

Waking up early, like noon thirty

White dude scurvy, my shoes dirty

I wanted Mac Lethal on the album

Outcome: couldn't save my money up

How come alcohol withdrawals drain the bank account?

So I guess no collabs, just ales and stouts

Amazing, wow, how I changed my style

And the rest in the game been the same for a while

Tell me what the fuck I'ma say to my child

When he hears his daddy on the radio, proud like (yeah)

[Chorus: GrewSum]

The more things seem to change

The more they stay the same

The more they want ya

To be the monster

Simply because it entertains, it entertains

The more things seem to change

The more they stay the same

The more they want ya

To be the monster

Simply because it entertains, it entertains

[Verse 3: GrewSum]

Your favorite rapper probably has no idea I exist

I'm here and I'm pissed

I'm here to write shit that's clearly quite sick

I'm buzzed like I covered the mirror in white strips

Drink beer, drive home

I steer with my dick

I'm here to fight pits, but where is Mike Vick?

I hear the sirens and see the lights flashing

I see Bruce Campbell standing in my cabin

It might be a dream, am I sleeping or napping?

I think I'm imagining demons attacking

Wake up to the scene I imagined

Screaming and slashing and bleeding from gashes

Evil Dead, Ash, and me are attacking

Trying to evacuate Tate from the Manson's

Hey Charlie, I'm sorry to cut you in half bro

But you were really being an asshole (yeah)

[Chorus: GrewSum]

The more things seem to change

The more they stay the same

The more they want ya

To be the monster

Simply because it entertains, it entertains

The more things seem to change

The more they stay the same

The more they want ya

To be the monster

Simply because it entertains, it entertains