Uh, Lil B rawest rapper alive, uh
Yeah, f** with me y'all
f** with me y'all
Guess what I'm like... (x3)
I'm like an old Chinese man with gla** slippers
If you try to come next to me, I will k** you
Man I don't like anybody in my personal space
I will put my f**ing dick in your a**hole
I know this one girl who lived down in my...
She hate me cuz I really told her I loved her
That's the type of sh** I be on
I'll grab a brown girl and hug her tight til she don't breathe no more
Man I love people, I wish one person loved me back
And I really f**ing love myself
Das a lie I say so I don't k** myself
This is confidence, man I got confidence
And I s**, coincidence that I really hate myself
At the same time, I'm a young Chinese man with round gla**es on
And I got the shades too
Why? So nobody can shade me, shade you
You tryin' to f** me? I'm like put my dick in my own a**hole
I'm like a young Chinese man who don't give a f** about anyone
Walking down Main Street, I might make anyone
Cum and die and s** another dick til I die
And then come back as the Friendly Ghost
Man I'm Casper, you don't understand
I'm exasperated from all the sh** that I've been through
Black Hindu, lookin' like I'm a White man
I might tell Chinese people that I am them
Uh, this the f**in' anthem
If you from where I'm from, n***a put your hands up
If you not from where I'm from, then understanding
Where I'm from people know that I be a f**ing jerk
I'm like a young Chinese man
Man, nobody respect me anymore
Cuz I f**ed up beats and I hate myself
Man I love myself so much
I tell people I'm a different race, different age than I really am
And I'm thinking about sh** that I shouldn't have
Cooking crack in the crack, looking back, thinking that
I could be the type that really could love myself
Hug myself, Man I got problems with sadness
Call Dr. Phil, keep it real, Now I think I'm Oprah
Treatin' on dat Oprah, smoking on dat Oprah
Telling people that I'm Oprah, man I'm Oprah
n***a think I'm Oprah, yeah I think I'm Oprah
I'm like a young Chinese man who tell people he Oprah
Rappin' on the couch, living like he hate himself
Man I might touch myself til I f**ing die
And think that I'm somebody that don't deserve to live
This is how I think
Man I be so so f**ing real with myself about the sh** that I don't like
Man you wish you was as G as me
I might put my own knife in my throat and give it the head
Man I love s**ing dicks like it's a knife
That's why my head game is mad nice and tight
People wish I kept ( ? )
People know me, I'm realist n***a in America
Cuz I took one knife, put it in my eyeball
Then I took two needles, stuck 'em up my a**hole
Man my flow is nice, man I think that I am god
This must how God feel when he walk through Earth
No one accepts me for the love I give
So that's why I take two dicks in my a**hole
This is how I show love, somebody f** me
Somebody put (? ? ? ?)
This is real life, grew up on Main Street
You n***as don't know anywhere that I've been
You could've just asked me, Baby chillin'
People think they really don't know me
Man I'm so gay, two dicks up my a**
Did I say the same thing twice? I love dick
Put that sh** up in my a**hole
This is not me bragging, but saying not gay
No h*mo, just in case
Might put two dicks and make 'em cum all over my face
Uh, man I keep it so real
f** with me, Wu-Tang forever
Peace to children