Verse 1] I'm a beast on the mic When I speak, when I write Speak to the sight, OZ and a pike I don't give a f** that my jeans so tight, Don't worry bout me go live your life Just too nice, rock it I'll No auto tune, just lots of sk** Crazy so says dr. phil Rollin up and pop a pill Do what I do And I rep for the 2 to the 0 to the 3 I got it dude Never hold back with the words I spew Through my mouth aimed right at you Through and through I'm that You don't wanna try that Can't see me like ya own eyelash Snap on em like a venus fly trap I'm back, best in the burbs k** the track with the excellent words That I got in my brain, when I drop it insane Top of the game, live and learn Always drop the hottest Cause you know that webby got it Bein dope isn't a question It's a f**in pinky promise I'm crazy, nothin but straight jackets in my closet Roofy in myself with Zachary galifinakis Higher than a rocket orbiting the rings of Jupiter I'm the psychopathic illegitimate son of Lucifer [Verse 2] k** anything that I go and do Come at me once and your dead In the afterlife you'll be 0 and 2 It's fantasy to imagine me in a sober mood Winnings what I chose to do And I did and now it's game over dude I'm the next white boy just to let you know I grab a hold of the beat and I never let it go That's why they buyin a ticket to come to webby's show So grab a tampax, I got a heavy flow Do what I does, always buzzed Then say that I don't do d** Never been a day that I gave a f** So shut your mouth and tape it up Rollin in with vitamins, vicadin, liquid nitrogen So much f**in weed that I'll prolly forget my lines again Uhh, f**, what was I getting at I've lost my mind I'm surprised I still have my head attached I get my razor in hand and you know I shred a track So spread the mother f**in word b**h webbys back.