[Intro]

So if you really wanna know how to overcome an insecurity, what you need to do is starve it

So, anything that we give into in the mind grows

If I'm feeling insecure about my appearance, and I text a friend of mine

And I send them a selfie, and I say, "Hey, will you look at this, do I look okay?"

In that moment, when you have an emotion, what is your solution to the emotion?

[Verse 1: Conscience]

Say what you want, you're out of your depth

We in two different leagues, you really more like a pet

Gave a Freudian slip, we can tell that you was upset

If it's about talent, we knew that you was never a threat

Feels bad to kick a dog while it's down

But that's what you asked for when you came barkin' around

Tip-toein' round me as if I haven't been crowned

Bad dog, bad dog, I'ma have to put down

[Verse 2: Jacque Lorraine]

The moral high ground you stand on is quickly slippin', son

If it was up to me, you'd be the first one vanished in the mission, son

You wanna lie down and heel to me, yeah, be the submissive one

If I give you a treat, you gon' roll over, and pander to the misses, huh?

An apology to every single person who fell for his victim run

An apology to the people he degraded, and tried to mold into what he envisioned 'em

Apology after apology, and still can't see how he's the vicious one

My hand cock back the handle of lyrics, and then I sizzle 'em

[Verse 3: Conscience]

Almost killed your friend, but you sayin' that God saved you

God doesn't save a Satanist, Kam, but God made you

Never asked for nothin' 'cause you wouldn't have came through

Never practiced preachin', but those receipts could've came through

If you ridin' deep on Madison, then we ridin' Caravan

Your ego a balloon, I got the needle and the method, man

Preach to populationists, my manifesto wreckage

And I let my hand cock, shoot off shots like bam, bam

[Interlude: Jacque Lorraine & LaSoul]

(I love you

I love you, I miss you)

(Man, I love prod. by Conscience)

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

[Verse 4: Jacque Lorraine]

There ain't no muscle in your body, you strong as your self-control

No means no, sonny boy, it don't mean beg until she fold

Beggars can't be choosers, yet you choose to be a hoe

You give Jade a kiss, I'll smack you with a Cuban like I'm Joe

I swear that you ain't 'bout it, that's your genes begin to fold

You collect denim, I'm reapin' jean, the one that I will sew

(Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm) Continue reapin' what you sew

Triple K hoodie, you seemed to believe we wouldn't know

That's not your place to stand in, but pretend it's in your soul

And you ain't from Atlanta, but you preachin' like a [?]

Practice what you preach, but you can't be what you can't hold

So shut your five dollar ass up, and feel the feelin' I bestow, I'm talkin'

My celibacy a choice, you got a germy ass dick

Shut your motherfuckin' mouth, at least you [?] me that, bitch

You gon' speak on non-issue, disconcertin' ass shit

So that I know that you was peepin' everything that I did

So speak on it, speak on it, that addiction I overcame

Unlike your relationship with lust, boy, you losin' your own game

And you would French lick a hoe, but you can't make her ole

And "Mmm-hmm" goes "Nuh-uh", and good shit goes okay

You fuckin' sucker

[Outro]

So if you really wanna know how to overcome an insecurity, what you need to do is starve it

So, anything that we give into in the mind grows