I spit straight facts

Spit so sick, you come back

Call that relapse

I rap to get money that's easy claps

Your shit so whack, it's making me gag you fag

I'm the definition of great

Always asked for benediction when I prayed

Been tormented since the fourth grade

Got beat down but I came back up and sprayed an affliction

Hanging with Weasel and Shrub, who put me in this position

Talk about drugs, like I have or had an addiction

But that's just a contradiction

I never popped prescriptions

I never swapped penicillin, with chopped heroin

I try to blend in like a chameleon

I try to be funny but fuck being a comedian

I see a therapist to get my mind in check

Went through tough got upset

He said take your mind off of things

Try music

Found out I write like a king

That made my hair stand up, including the pubic

Write down my feelings cause it's therapeutic

When I'm on a track I go ballistic

Rape your sister, yeah I'mma lil bit sadistic

Rhyme so well even Logic calls me mythic

So kind, I'll give you your entire Christmas gift list

Got signed, they the ones that helped Slumpy to exist

Ouu, my dad gets pissed, but he talk shit

He a cyst filled with piss and ooze

What the fucks bliss, I'm never glad just sad and blue

You, don't know shit fail your pop quiz

Say I'm not the sick, well then your doc shit

I'mma live life the way I wanna cause I'mma be a goner when the clock hits two

Sad boy talk about you slits, but you just talk shit

Like who the fuck is you

I'mma pop fizz at you

Tell on me you a rat boo

You don't know shit what I gone through