You say that you got your own shit

But you got no whip

You say that you got your own shitBut you got no crib

You say that you got your own shit

But you got no chick

Don′t say that you got your own shit

When you got no ends, bitch

12 noon and I just woke (And I just woke)

In bed alone still fucked from the night before (Night before)

I look around, where my bitch go? (Where my bitch go?)

Then I remembered wrappin' tight rope around her throat

I′m the mage and I wake when your eyes close (When your eyes close)

Hair long, face tatted, I'm a lost soul (Lost soul)

Fuck cliques, I'm a solo (Solo)

You don′t got a whip so you ride a dick to your show

I don′t owe a thing to a muhfucka talkin' your shit

I don′t really give a damn where you been

You ain't never gonna be a motherfucka

That I really wanna be a matter fact

I never wanna be another mothafucka but me

Keep on pretendin′ that you are the prophet

But one day you will be alone

Left in your misery nailed to the front of a crucifix of stone

A loyal bitch is hard to find, like a Ghostemane tee

Yeah, they rare but mane just keep your fuckin' head up like a king

Most of all don′t ever trust a man or bitch that got no brain

Bitch I stay well read and elevated way up in the plane

You say that you got your own shit

But you got no whip

You say that you got your own shit

But you got no crib

You say that you got your own shit

But you got no chick

Don't say that you got your own shit

When you got no ends