[Verse 1: Pluto Spyda] They say know God you will know peace But if there's no God then there is no peace Can't you n***as see you lack THC You'll never be high , always below me In high school I failed my science exam But instead I pa**ed the blunt witch was 9 grams I was born to use mics I was born to change dykes Judge me all you like n***a this is my life Ignorant mothaf**er say what you like Threw up yesterday's dinner on this mic What to do in a world where friends are few Act like they care with different intentions dude I'm lost in the middle of the middle of nowhere I'm telling you my story, you prolly don't care Homes you better realize that life ain't fair So cry like a b**h or get up out your chair [Interlude: Pluto Spyda] What can I say , k**ed 3 splifs today ,should I k** another one? Haha Oh I knew you would agree yeah Are we the sh**? Are we the sh**? Kay-G k** em boy [Verse 2: Pluto Kay-G] Boy I'm rapping for that n***a who they said will never blow Times were hard was letting go felt the pain but never showed Quick to be judged on my age said I'll never be that great Cause they were sleeping on the kid hit the snooze before its late Cause I've been dreaming for a while ambitions to be a legend The future blessing the present flow cold and never pleasant The beginning of the end thought I'll never show up Old cats on dumb speech bet they'll never grow up Talking money cars and hoes and that just how it goes And these n***as always balling but they never turning pro They should stick to flipping words but they can't do that neither Never rap for non-believers, this is church and I'm the preacher f** hoes you ain't a keeper, f** love I never need you Hey girl its nice to meet you, so fine you know I see you Deadline shoot the free throw before they hit the buzzer What goes around comes around fake rappers call me Karma [Interlude: Pluto Kay-G] Haha Max is asking what kind of preacher I am sh** is f**ed up yeah man I'm sorry though yeah I'm in the studio with Marcus though just busy chilling ,shoutout Steezy though What up yeah Spyda [Verse 3: Pluto Spyda] Legends get a**a**inated look at Julius Ceasar Why they gotta k** John Lennon from the Beatles b**h I think I'm Eminem b**h I think I'm Bieber She say that she love me, of course I won't believe her Influenced by Nasty Nas point of view Don't f** with many n***as strictly Pluto crew Will these industry n***as give us a chance Check me out playing Video Games with Elizabeth Grant [Verse 4: Pluto Kay-G] Its murder on random labels, fake rappers were never able Sip syrup like it was maple, still no offers on the table I'm sorry you could have told me, back then you use to know me No reason for you to worry,I'll be good if you don't love me Haaaa So its flag down at the finish line You still be spitting lies its a shame and I ain't surprise It's been a pleasure to school you fools This is called the Pa**port, Welcome To Campus coming soon