Goin off the grid, nasa can't find me on a radar,;
I run my own militia, drop the Glock and grab an the AR
Flow so official ineed my own trademark;
Life ain't a b**h, its a game and u get played hard
Burnin everyday in science cla** they call me bunson;
Im the chef to ur b**h, she gotta bun bun burnin in the oven
Blow job at mcdonalds, I call that sh** mclovin
Head get me hungry so I order a whopper, hold the onions
Lightin more than cheech an chong, an wiz khalifa
Stickin outta the bong water you can call me a reefer
Runnin at ya dogs, you Scooby , an im the creeper
Life's easy as a piece of cake an I eat her
Runnin laps, this my race, you ain't first then you last
Choke on my dust, you leave in a hearse an I laugh
We start off fly high, but some of us crash
I like to get wasted, three drops fu*k IT a splash
I follow my girls, im obsessed, Mariah carey
I like a clean b**h, not a girl that's hairy
Like when freddy meets jason these words are scary
All my sh** stay tighter than the virgin mary
That sh** as sweet as as kush from the neighborhood dealer;
Hide ya b**h, im from pitsburgh ain't a superbowl champ but imma steel her
She addictin as crack, but I'll make more dollars when I deal her
She try an run, I gott her hooked so I real her
Rollin sh** that's like a needle to a dope fiend
Mixing in Nyquil with oxycotins and hydrocodenes
Im in the clouds, you on your knees hoping
To get to my level, you must be the next jim carry, I no your jokin
Im the number 1 like chris bosh
You'd think we at a slipknot concert, throwin hands like a mosh
I act bada**, and girls know im hard as a rock
I fit into the rap game better than lebrons with high tops
Theres a lot more to life than ya clothes money, swag an j**els
I mind my own business, unlike all these bragging fools
Lifes the big game, the buzzer signals d**h, an im the ref, flag ya with a penalty you know the rules