VERSE 1:

I really think you need some bangers and mash

And when you listen you can’t help but get a second serving on yo plate

A second stash of this trash ass rap, cuz I be doing this for jokes but still it’s better than the last fad

I grab the bong off the shelf so I can take a puff, I really fucking love it man, can never seem to get enough

Produce smoke, till I be coughing out my lungs, I need to put the weed down or else I smell like a skunk

VERSE 2:

I’m so sorry there ain’t shit I can do, cuz I’m a rlly bad rapper and an even worse dude

That’s what you tell me ima prove u all wrong, i conclude that your feud is imbued to include attitude

Let’s make the reference that ball is just like rap, If Brian Scalabrine can win it, you can call me Tupac

You say I’m weird but I just conquered all your lies

Ima wordsmith u can listen you don’t have to apologize

VERSE 3:

Oh yeah we looking at the beat know that we one in the same

It’s a Crit hit, to get my skin in the game

I’m playing Charizard, while I be spitting fire and flame

Im gaining speed so rapidly it’s a calamity

VERSE 4:

I’ll stain you like its red wine on a carpet

This ain’t a travesty it’s just my artistry I plan to harness it

I’ll help you OD on my songs just like a pharmacist

I see your distressed, I’d love to help but I’m a narcissist

VERSE 5:

I’m narcissistic don’t you call me a saint, I keep on doing this for me, Im laying claim to my fame

Starting out I didn’t know what to do, yeah I’ve been struggling to write, but now it’s all but shown through

This can’t be real oh wait your right it’s only real life

This can’t be real oh wait your right my bars be real tight

I know you think this shit I do is surreal but this is really for real but yeah i know how you feel

VERSE 6/OUTRO:

Get your running shoes

Cuz this is something new

It’s like I’m lightning trynna ground itself I’m coming through

You know I spit the realest lyrics, never lie to you

You know Im not about to retire, This shit is tried and true