[Verse 1]

Yo, I don't know where I've gone

But I'm on my way back now, son

No I'm not, I'm staying here forever and a day

I'm a boss

Lunarville slum, my lot shoot to kill dot

Now you're finished, this time for good

Shit out of luck so you book

But there ain't no way to go so you stuck, shooked

There ain't no where to hide, syke

Syke twice, there really isn't

It's just a flyby visit, it really isn't

Syke again, I'll let you go home

But only if you promise that you'll never write again, like I said

I'm back slapping fag rappers hats backwards

Off the side they head, I see red like Coopers dreams

Touch deck cause mutinies, peg leg super league

Hot round the board might employ me a tour guide

C-Town villain, pint barrel sword fight

Wide angled hawk eye, in weed now I'm chillin'

Now I'm chillin', good riddance

Slice off your head, hog tie your widow

Hydraulic stretch, lopsided limo