[Intro: Girl]

Another white rapper?

You can't be serious

[Verse 1: Hi-Rez]

Now there's six million ways to kill a record, I'm selling the devil, I feel that your petty with all these puppet rappers

They should probably get a golden globe cause they just actors

With all of the sinnin' that I've been commitin', I think it's time to see pastor or a preacher

Fuck my high school teachers, they said I wasn't shit, now [it's] five thousand for a feature

Hey, but boy, that's light work, I'm a cyborg with a side whore, my eyes sore because I haven't been slept in a couple of days, independent like July 4th

Fuck an hourly salary, cowards, get down and bow to me

A [?] I need a crown and a thousand pounds of sour D

But never count me out I'm in a box of carry out and if this was a game of chess, I'm a king, you're a lousy piece

Grandpa died of cancer and my brother, he got diagnosed

The other day I got robbed I guess the devil kinda close

I suppose if I [?] me because I got dough, but I'm a [?]

The only time you see green is when you wipe your nose

Pulling up and sipping Mama jobless for a minute, they had to revoke the Civic, there ain't no food in the kitchen, my father crawling through attics, killing bugs for a living, my homie up in the hospital, never paid him a visit

The shit you have a nightmare about I actually live with

I'm out this world like an astronomer studying astrophysics

Doctors diagnosed me with depression; I'm the ill-est

And if you really want it motherfucker you can get it

From the 'burbs to the projects, these rappers just spitting at nonsense

This, there line here about treating women like objects

I'm toxic, you not sick, was born broke, then got rich, I'm hot shit, you not shit, stick a fork in a socket. Haha

I'm just fucking with y'all, I'm sipping that liquor and chilling with Chilling with dimes while you fucking a 4

I'm on the international tour fucking abroad

Get it?

Making money like it's nothing at all, it's mathematics