[VERSE 1]

Ayo, this shit spread quick, every words a disease

Black belt Kung fu im kickin verses with ease

I black out tag my name on any surface I please

I came to fuck these pussies raw forget the birds and the bees

I got no chill, there ain’t a beat Scott don’t kill

The only people trying to compete with me got no skill

This shit like ecstasy but you ain’t gotta pop no pill

Could make a hit using my dick to play a glockenspiel

Whatever you got, nobody really know me at all

This shit just started as idea, but it slowly evolved

Middle finger on one hand, the other holding my balls

Addicted to this rap shit and I been goin through withdrawals

Try to go a day without it and it’s hurtin my brain

Just a regular mother fucker from the dirt and the rain

So filthy your computer get a virus searching my name

I feel like every time I rap I’m about to Burst into flames

[HOOK]

Im just being honest with you, all this shit is real

Maybe it’s the weed Im burnin but the only thing I feel is BLAH

Fuck em all, Im just doing me, I ain’t out here trying to emulate the Phoney shit I see, that shit is BLAH

Everybody sound the fuckin same, lame corny ass chain, same boring ass lane, so BLAH

Listen Bitch you talkin real clear but the only thing I hear is BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH

[VERSE 2]

I got minimal class, shit get critical fast

Take your opinion of me, stick it up your Pitiful ass

Cuz I been ahead of my time, you bitches live in the past

Stepping on all these mother fuckers like some shit in the grass

These dudes lip synch their whole track, blastin In the monitor

If this a marathon then yall ain’t lasting a kilometre

Just turnin up the heat until it smashing the thermometer

Life can be bitch im trying to figure out what’s wrong wit her

My aim is steady and I’m breathing like a sniper

Fuckin deadlier than trying to pull the teeth out of a viper

Burnin trees cause I’m too hyper, the most seasoned in the cypher

Got em shittin in their pants they gonna need another diaper

My life is basically a natural disaster

Think my parents had me married but I’m actually a bastard

There I go again, high as fuck, ramblin’ away

Now I forgot what else to say, oh yeah... blah blah blah blah blah

[HOOK]

Im just being honest with you, all this shit is real

Maybe it’s the weed Im burnin but the only thing I feel is BLAH

Fuck em all, Im just doing me, I ain’t out here trying to emulate the Phoney shit I see, that shit is BLAH

Everybody sound the fuckin same, lame corny ass chain, same boring ass lane, so BLAH

Listen Bitch you talkin real clear but the only thing I hear is BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH