[Verse 1]
Flow asthmatic, got that backpack rapping
That sh** that gets you humming with no guitar strumming
She's DTF, but there's another guy
Oh what a bummer
I hit that f**ing ba** like a rockstar drummer like
Blaow... Coming back from the wolf pack, what's up?
Your b**h wants to hold my nuts
co*k in her face no folding up
Fuji water, for your daughter
Sideshow juice and her momma caught her
I'm a sinner but I bet I could have been a better man
Nobody wants to hold my hand
Devil horns appearing from my skull
If this is a sign from god, I want to know
I want to do blow, and get wrecked
Crabs on my co*k, better get my dick checked
God damn, I better slow my roll
Better stop right now cause it's better if you know
[Chorus] x2
I'm a mess, I sling the blade
I got no reason to stress, I fade away
Besides me, nobody likes me
I don't wear clean clothes, I k** all hoes
But I won't k** you, that's less likely
[Verse 2]
Tentatively turn the crank, I turn around no shake and bake
I put bark on the trees, I put the b**hes on their knees
I k** al hoes but they won't k** me
I'm the one who put crack on the streets
And I welcome p**y b**hes to the silicone valley, yo
Rule the world, end it all with a prohibition
Bring it back like an exhibition
I plead the fifth I'm like a devil with this rapping sh**
I hit a couple chin ups just to get amped for the crowds and sh**
Hit the vape, before I hit the rape
Then I run away with the cash I take
Gold chains on my icy 'tard brain
I drop an album, fire like the propane
I'm a problem for my teachers, cause I'm stubborn
Hard as bleachers, in the gym
Cheerleaders like to blow me for a feature
I got barnacles on my dick
Scrape that scum on your clit and sh**
Now I got a bad case of Hep-c
I rule the world and you just see me cause
[Chorus] x2
[Verse 3]
In the bedroom, clothes off, do blow
Mushroom tip going across this b**hes lips and sh**
I'm a player but I never stray away from doing anything in all my power to f** b**hes and get baked b**h
I'm a legend but I've said this sh** before
It doesn't take us thirty minutes 'fore the clothes are on the floor
White lines like gold gazelle
Won't stop there until we freeze all hell
I'm here for service, ring my bell
No cash flow, chrome cells
[Bridge]
I'm a sinner but I bet I could have been a better man, oh (x4)
(I'm a mess) (x16)
[Chorus] x2