[Hook] Stereotypical, undeveloped, nonsensical, man shut the hell up [Verse 1 More like a kid with some attitude Kicking back, smoking doobs eatin' food Turn on the tv or maybe burn a cd, either way I'm enjoying good tunes (toons) I got good moods and vibes flowing through my veins Good lines, and rhymes rushin' to my brain But it drains me of my creativity One day i can spit sick sh**, next day i can't write anything What the f** is happening, keep on practicing But it's like i'm in the ring with a heavyweight professional And now it's got me rapping like I'm at a confessional f** sh** damn hell I keep it indiscretional, can't you tell? Well, if you can't, better make it clear All of of breath cause I ran to the top tier Know that your n***as really out here [Verse 2] Sincere right down to my bones, i hone in Targetin', lookin' to knock a dome in Locking myself at home again, thinking that "This is the End" Then i got Seth Rogen, thowin' up motivation Here's to hopin' you open my invitation A moment of reflection, I made some renovations Vinny Chasin', doin' what I wanna Gotta tolerate a life without the mullah Concentration, focus like Buddha You know I got the... gouda gouda Want cheese I'll take you to the moon, uh Zero gravity, got your heart in agony, soon to have you fainting Looking picturesque, hangin' like a painting, no room to detest Got them investin' in my scheme, that's right Rhymes weren't enough to best them so it seems Not tonight gotta make a sacrafice Cause blood and might would never suffice That's why these n***as be like [Hook] Stereotypical, undeveloped, nonsensical, man shut the hell up