Now I'm going, will they notice that I'm even gone? In case they don't, in place of a note I'ma leave this song So they can overan*lyze this sh** and read it wrong Or say it isn't worth the paper that I bleed it on I'm 'bout to stick my head in the oven and leave it on Well, no, not literally My team be partyin' but you don't see me partyin' at all I got a kid to feed They figure Grip had it easy, I guess I disagreed They got me swervin like a lane change I seen my man, he said "Wa**up?" I'm like "Nothin, just tryna maintain Just tryna stay calm" He say "I hope you brought your A-game" I'm like, "Ay, mang -- I brought a A-bomb" But that was really just bravado f** it, the world is gonna end tomorrow or something as far as I know Everyone s**s at everything is our motto So you find me on the lawn with a shovel, filling in potholes