Chill Bump′s back with some organized magic

We like pyros who wanna light matches

With all the right raps and all the right scratches

The perfect chemistry like one of Walter White's batches

You write wack shit, quit smoking chron

Quit jerking in the mirror you sniff coke upon

You not spitting, bitch, know you wrong

You got 2pac spinning, you Rich Homie Quan

Go get your crew for back up

My crew carry trays to make your juices splatter

If I had to use the chrome, I′d shoot a rapper

Act like you the G.O.A.T, I'm the Chupa Cabra

And I hate you kids with garbage in your ears

God you ignorant. Go and gargle shit and piss

My goal is to strangle lady Gaga with her wig

When I get passed the guards who guard her in her crib

Kidnap Niki, Silly old slut

And fuck anybody thinking that her singing don't suck

I′ma split a hole in her, spill that hoe′s gut

Watch the jelly explode from her Silicone butt. So what?

Cover me I'm going in...

I′m a professional, I know that I am special

Know I'm successful, know I got potential

Yo this life is stressful, homies try to test you

Hold the mic to diss you, get a hold of y′all credentials

Phoney lying friends'll hover over like a kestrel

Hoes be lining up to try to blow you by the restroom

Emcees try to make your shit their own just like a stencil

Stress ′ll probably make you have a stroke and pop a vessel

It's too fucking harsh, God it's fucking hard

But I always love the art, love to vomit up the bars

I am out this fucking world, beyond the shining stars

I′ll be rhyming til martians wanna follow us on Mars

You can try to bite me til your tooth is throbbing

You can steal my raps, I am too uncommon

But you finna feel the wrath of Tutan Khamun

You gone wish your silly ass dad used a condom

I am fresh, I am rare, I′m an oasis

I'm innovative. Einstein′s mind is so basic

I violated this beat then violently raped it

Y'all are PC rappers, y′all rhyme but don't say

"Shiiiiiiiit"

Cover me I′m going... Cover me, cover me...