Dumbed down, don't know what happened

Young child once pulled a wagon

Now he runs wild with a stolen handgun

Spun out, finna throw a tantrum

No one listens, no one answers

No assistance, better hope for ransom

Go the distance 'til his toe gets tagged up

Stolid(?) lips from the molten magma

I'm spittin./ Switch it, her ass is twirlin'

Keep clappin' for me til they ass is burgundy

Give a fuck not? give up then

If you in a tough spot. finna puff pot

Hit the cess and keep spitting lethargy

A Critic never gonna' get the best of me

Get a grip on my dick and testes

We fist a bitch, give hysterectomies

Lucubrator(?). Truth sayer(?)

Whose suits are tailored by youth and labor

Tools of the trade, rules for the breakin

Amusing danger is human nature

Finna get the guap, the mula, the paper

Haters, do me a favor and kill yourselves

Clean as the Bill of Health

And I'm never gonna stop with the foolish behavior

The flow's supposed to turn tides in the ocean

Poking your third eye, pryin' it open

Y'all been blinded by the ultra-violence

Stand falsified and fall divided

Get mauled by the jaws of a lion

Big paws with claws made of iron

Y'all provide him with a hearty diet

Pissed off? Hit pause, and cause a riot, then...

Hit it up x11.5