Verse 1:

Oh you already know

How all of this shit goes

Ill be done fore it snows

Fore it snows

And I can guarantee hoes will laugh to this

And I can guarantee bros will laugh to this

But I came up with a whole tracklist

And I came up with a whole ass album

And the outcome isn’t promised

But everybody wanted to say I was bad at this

So I went ahead and fucking went past it

Verse 2:

And you already know how this shit goes

And I’m lit though

And you’re shit bro

And you’re shit bro

And I’m lit though

And you’re shit bro

Verse 3:

Now don’t try to fight me

Cause I wanted to be angry on a couple of songs

And prove you all wrong

And curse people off

But everyones soft

Soft as their dicks

And no one is hard as a rock anymore

Or hard as a cock anymore

I’m heading north to Kennebunkport

Where I can’t be a motherfucking dartboard