[Verse]

Excuse my panting I just got done laughing at you bastards

Claiming that yo rapping status has moved up to bachelors

Well then mine is a masters

I'm teaching niggas classes

Better qualified for actors always faking shit that happens

With some glasses you couldn't read the truth in capital captions

How it feel to have the purpose of a napkin wiping asses

The crew is lighting up like matches

You'd think it's magic

Like Robin Thicke's in action but this more like Michael Jackson

Beat it faggot I heard you was styling at the beauty pageant

And you got nominated for yo dick sucking talents

Boy it's tragic or more like rachet to be so plastic

Niggas running out of schemes and they starting to get drastic

I'm Lui Kang when I turn to dragon start attacking

I pray that you say that this ain't yo passion cus you lacking

My tounge is sharp bitch maybe I'ma blacksmith

With four brand new tires niggas still couldn't get traction

You ain't got the satisfaction being born with attraction

Might as well stay bedridden on ya pissy mattress

Spinning on my own axis stick it to em like cactus

You may think a nigga bragging but this really is me rantN

Ignore all distractions even though a UFO just landed

Yes I'm from another planet and my pets' a giant mantis

Butt naked bitches on my campus and my music keeps em dancing

No attachments cus I've made sure that their minds have been abandoned

Take a look at their asses and you can see that they're branded

Take a look in their tummies and see the seeds that I planted

A nigga really been bored yes I really am placid

How bout we do some acid I'ma hit up Chance the Rapper