[Verse 1: PeVee]

I cause controversy like the album by Prince

Niggas on my nuts like they got no sense

I'm so fucking charming I should have my own cult

My life's so valuable I should live in a bubble

I create jams like drive-time traffic

Niggas get offended cuz my lyrics kinda graphic

My metaphor struck a nerve in your brain

I'm catching wreck like a seven-year-old white girl playin’

So damn Hussein, most rappers can't hack it

Chilling at the club with my Gucci sweater straightjacket

Sipping champagne, yeah I came alone

Now which dookie stain gonna take me home?

I was destined to be blessed with felonious skills

Always climbing, never triflin' getting hands on the mills

When I was younger I was stronger than my average peer

Kept my guard up so high I put a slap at your ear

I had to re-evaluate when that punk shot E

Because the man in my mirror sure was not me

I had a hustle made of muscle selling watches and shit

Now they pay me for my beats and these lyrics I spit

[Hook]

Ectomorphic, making rappers panic

The festival ground is the place in which I dwell

Ectomorphic, making rappers panic

When I treat the mail find out I pay dues and rent

Ectomorphic, making rappers panic

I just chill play the back like a safety

Ectomorphic, making rappers panic

Play my shit backwards I say some shit that's Satanic

I got what you want, you want what I have (x3)

[Verse 2: PeVee]

Allow me to point out a few facts that's odd

White boys bang they head while the blacks just nod

Black boys say ass white boys say buns

White boys shoot drugs black boys shoot guns

Fuck the Elephant Man, I've got Al Capone's bones

Hanging up on my wall with antique microphones

While I sip champagne sit back and pop pills

Rubbing on a bitch who lets me cop feels

I drop skills, like the Beatles drop acid

I puffed and I passed it, pissed in Lake Placid

PeVee, that’s the name I was given

I’m bloody and I’m crippled but I’m glad that I’m livin’

I don’t associate with muthafuckers I hate

At this rate my shit’ll be straight by ’98

Cuz I ain't taking nothing but drastic measures

So you can keep it real with your plastic pleasures

[Hook]

I was born on the eighth, gonna start my own faith (x10)

I put this lotion on my body so my skin ain't chafe