[Verse 1]

Renegade, decline to assimilate

Pass me that dinner plate, I'll feast until my liver aches

Throwing me the number one headband

Look at this here on my head man

Don't you think it fit's me?

Once I get it I rip it to shreds, mmm

Sick in the head, already told it you hear what I said

Aforementioned, afro mentions, how they remember me

Yeah, yeah, Schoolboy, that's how I learned my Q's and P's

So class is nothing new to me, but oh I hate it truthfully

And constantly I'm getting tested

I'm living to send out a message

They tell me to count up my blessings

A blessing that I got accepted to Heaven

So Heaven I use as a weapon

Attacking the king of Deception

Rap taught me a valuable lesson

That cross on their chest isn't proof that they're repping

I'm stepping on land with my head to clouds

Wondering “Where am I headed to now?”

Hovering over there presence I'm presently hoping

That I am not making sound and breaking it down

But what is it I'm breaking down? I'm headed

Right back to my heavens and may I say

“Goodness and gracious, this is place is profound!"

Placing a crown, I hope it's sufficient

I'm spraying these grounds and hope that they get it

I know that I'm frigid but hopefully what I am doing

Is putting a flame in their spirit, claim to be different

I know that it's true, start blocking me out just to focus

On You, I'm cutting the middle man out and I'm

Putting my life on display so they know what I do

[Hook]

It's already been said

This is an attack on titans and we sever the necks, yeah

Must have said it different, just use your intuition

And pay your pension, then listen as this afro mentions

[Verse 2]

A few more things to say, shout out to the people that

Cleaned the way, and made it easier for the kings today

Whether self proclaimed, or me proclaimed, go file a claim

If there's a power drain, my power source is a power plain

No POW chains, but G.O.O.D. music

And B.I.G. pain in these sour veins

Boy, feeling a little coy, but watch as my soldiers deploy

These riders can go from troops, to singing a joyful noise

I'm Roy Jones Jr., both a winner and a loser

We can get this riggity rocking, drop the Lollapalooza

Boom