[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.