2 years old jumped out the window

Never looked back

17 later, momma don't love me

My body in tats

Heaven gon' judge me

Matter of fact

The devil don't love me

Stuck in a trap

Sinning on a sundi

Feelin like ted Bundi

Listen to Joel Osteen

Fuckin' up the whole scene

AY

This is my whole dream

No codeine, I'm so mean

With no beans

I'm so clean I'm showing the old scene I'm supreme

Don't co-lab with no fags

I rap like a gun strap

Just bust back, assume that

My track is a comeback

Fun fact I do this for Buddhist

Humans who losin' to Judas

Stab in the back from a student

Ludicrous movement that you've been consumed with

I'm thugging with bones like I'm ruthless

And the motherfucking truth is

That the new shit they dropping isn't new shit

It's the same old

Written by 5, 40 year olds

Ain't nobody do it on they own no mo'

It's a cold ass world

It's the fake music being bumped by little girls

Ay little girl take a sniff of the pearl

Be consumed by the fumes and assume that the life that you're living isn't ever enough

Never ever really given a fuck

This has been years in the making sick of taking all of the drugs

Waiting for forever like I'm 'bout to blow up

Welcome to the rest of your life young blood