First Verse (Word-Problems):
Traveling deep in my soul
Unraveling secrets I hold
Seeking a meanin and freeing myself from the mold
The demon keeps teasing me yo
Breachin my dome
Seepin the evilest wrongs
I read it impeachin it's gone
I'm seeking the higher knowledge but a strife to find it when entire
Societies drones
I'm on the road to disaster that's what they all say
Yet it's mad evidence in my serenade
I'm a renegade
And when it said it's evidence a Beretta sprayed
Seein lives stolen by the by the popo
And going to school don't make sense no mo
No 4.0 so I'm a bozo yet I'm kept closed because professers say I know more
Only way to express it is the rap sh** when I blast it you can fathom it's a match lit
About to detonate my temper is set to elevate
Education is a clone vessel and it replicates
Chorus (Lyon King):
B O Z O S
Hit that beat bump that sh** through the speakers
B O Z O S
This that clean betta tell your preecher
B O Z O S
No soap needed cuz this is so cleana
B O Z O S
B O Z O S
Ohhh
Second verse (CBeatZ):
Bozos
Slo mo
Speaking your mind
Speaking the truth
But people still sayin no no
Irrelevance
Better mastered since
Royalty call me prince
Preaching better to these residents
Setting the bar
Pushing my dreams and living large
Going the extra mile
Embracing my inner child
Always exchanging looks
What we doing with our time
Still being called bozos
At the end of the day it's fine
Chorus (Lyon King):
B O Z O S
Hit that beat bump that sh** through the speakers
B O Z O S
This that clean betta tell your preecher
B O Z O S
No soap needed cuz this is so cleana
B O Z O S
B O Z O S
Ohhh