[Verse 1: GHOSTEMANE]

Don't fuck with a motherfucker

Young and on the coming up

K-R-double E-P, solo

Supa Sortahuman in this ho

With the Ghoste with the most

Psychedelic notorious flow, toe toe

I'm thinking that we not up in the south any more

Ate a whole bunch of shrooms

Now all I see is purple and yellow

See my [?] unfold

But the motherfuckers just don't know

I spend a whole lot of more time in the sky

Than I do on earth in front of you

Most of you motherfuckers don't have to do a thing

Except kill your voice, but you do you

So I'm keeping my distance and growing and growing

Till I transcend into the plane

Don't you even think about following me

Cause it ain't a place for a silly young lame

All I ever really do is put an endless supply of work

Into my grind

Y'all silly motherfuckers wanna come along

And take it all away from me

You outta your mind

I don't respond to hate because I know deep down

You hate your life

Keep on projecting that shit on me

I'ma put a switch blade right through your eyes

Motherfuckers thinking that they really know

What it be like to struggle, broke as shit

Talk about you gonna go hit a lick

But all you do is sit around and bitch

Fucking up everyone's vibe

With all your negativity and shit

It's the Schema-the-posse, the clique

And if you ain't feeling it

Get up on a crucifix

[Hook x2: Supa Sortahuman]

All that hate that you feel's cause you

You hate yourself

Trying to talk down on me

So you don't kill yourself

All that negativity is truly there for your health

All that hate that you feel's cause you

You hate yourself

[Verse 2: Supa Sortahuman]

Inherit vice and in imperfect life

I see through the lies

Cut it out, no knife

I'm just living my life

You ain't doing it right

Today's gone be my day

Tonight's gone be my night

I stay positive

I ain't got no time to fight

No time for that petty shit

Keep it out of my sight

I'm scheduled for a flight

As the engines ignite

Two joints back to back

Man pass me a light

Coors Light in my motherfucking hand

I done rolled up a couple of them grams

Sortahuman and Schema God

I'm fucking playing

But to them it's so hard to understand

I stay posted with my clique

If you oppose then suck a dick

Stay away from sucker shit

I know the real don't fuck with this

Hand me a bit

Let me get it lit

Make a hit while I take a hit

All songs don't need a skit

[Hook x4: Supa Sortahuman]

All that hate that you feel's cause you

You hate yourself

Trying to talk down on me

So you don't kill yourself

All that negativity is truly there for your health

All that hate that you feel's cause you

You hate yourself