[INTRO]

FRIEND: Ay bro

Watch me record one more time

My brothers gonna come up

That'd be scary as fuck

I wouldn't even know he came in the room

FRIEND: It's 2:30

Ay, yuh, ay

This ones gonna be the most agressive

[VERSE]

Ay

Blaming the peoples death up on economy

I blame the government

And fight for freedom

Come along with me

Lots a people telling me to shoot my shot

And kill the president

Ay

"Where the adlibs at?"

This a sicker nation

Bottle deprivation

Fuck your vision

Fuck your feelings

Loss of thought

Gone turn a patient psycho

Wonder why Mrs. Britney

Always using all that lypo'

Never gonna face the fact it just won't

Fix her life though

Slippity whoop

Hangin' a stoop

Body drop

He a xanny fool

She a party thot

Hit a bottle half dead

Kill a liver lot

Now she wishing for her sins to drop?

Thats some fake ass shit

Wonder why her father dipped

Flip my goggles up like obito

Talk about your pain

Toss it out like a free throw

Riding on a bike

But ill punch a fucking dyke

Rolling up a spliff like its J.M. right?

Huh

[OUTRO]

Wait

FRIEND: Bro that was

That was good as fuck