I been working on my style, no guru

I will hurt you, no voodoo

I′m sick of my life cause I'm feeling like it′s making me coo cooI'm from 216 where niggas don't hesitate if they shoot you,

I stay by myself rapping to these beats on the Bluetooth

I′m just me I′m living life with no regret,

I'm upset but I′m obsessed with collecting the checks,

Only thing that I'mma need to relieve all the stress,

If you taking a shot at me you shoulda aimed for the head

Even when I fucking die nigga I′ll never be dead,

Only thing that's dead to me is these fucking fake friends

They fucking jumped me but I bet that shit was part of the plan,

And that bitch can get it to I don′t give a fuck where you stand

Pussy boy thinking he me, I'll just call him a fan

Ever since I dropped that hoe I'm feeling awesome again

I don′t need no fucking body I′m so tired of they shit

Continue to sleep on me, you can choke on my dick

I'm fucking spazzing nigga I′m done relaxing,

Kicking all these flows chopping it just like a fraction

How many times I gotta fucking say that I'm not average

Just for you to motherfucking get it, this is madness

Remember all the days we was fucking on the mattress,

I tore that pussy up, when you said I didn′t you was cappin'

Now I can′t be seen with a bitch if she ain't the baddest

You just provoked a monster, my heart is now a black pit, savage

Now my life is fucking dark, Black Sabbath

This shit get hectic when you witness black magic,

The way I fucking rhyme you would think that's what I practice

Spent time following occult passage

Everybody tryna blame me for what happened,

But the fucking truth is I was trapped inside a cycle

The same shit that turned Michael into a psycho

But when it comes to my life, that′s something I gotta fight for

I got more bars than a 40 pack of some nice soap,

When it come to lyrics I bet that you didn′t write those

Remember some years back when they stole my fucking bike bro

Now it ain't no different, they tryna finesse the nice flows

Yuh

Yet I′m still too empty, I spent $250 on a studio session, they envy

My dick In her kidneys

I pull it out and nut on her titties

Try to take my life you gone witness a terrible ending, hoe

It's getting worse so I need to fucking pour up,

They batting me dirty looks and turning the cold shoulder

Even if I don′t fucking blow up I need

This fucking money so I can afford to glow up

You know what, I'm taking it to the top I deserve to be on a poster

No new friends, I′m only fucking with the old ones

For a second I almost forgot what the fuck my flow was

He talking that shit up on his story, nigga hold up

Go grab the mic, the pen and then the folder

I know where to find it, its next to the pencil holder

Spitting elaborate rhymes, so far ahead of my time,

Helping me pass all the time, kill you from within the mind

Yeah

I don't even need to acknowledge you

Motherfuckers only want clout, and that's the problem dude

They lurking and searching like some snakes looking for fucking food

You too irrelevant, but thanks for giving me some views

Pussy niggas only care about they fucking shoes,

But fuck all that because I got some shit to fucking prove

They tried to tell me that I couldn′t rap but don′t get it confused

I could end your career before you even make a fucking move

Don't fucking play with me you stupid little silly goose

I don′t need to hurt you physically, these bars is killing you

I'm in the booth, burning it down is what I′m finna do,

Set fire to the rain like Adele when she was 22!

Take it back to the younger age

Before I would grab a page and empty rage

I can't do minimum wage

Niggas need some bigger pay so I′m picking up a beat to slay

So fucking tired of beating my dick like everyday

I don't even need a hook because my shit is great

I love eating pussy I swear to god yeah

I'mma clean the plate like we was on a dinner date

Looking death right in the face

Back in the day, me and a white girl bumping Escape The Fate

If you ain′t know that I was gothic then you hella late,

You should know by now this is some shit I shouldn′t have to say

I'm gone fuck around and skip town,

Find me in L.A chasing my fucking dreams

Even though that phrase is so cliche

I deserve to live, no wonder why I′m writing shit

Don't ask me for a feature unless you paying me $666

Engage in Meditation till third eye is opening,

I don′t need you in my life if you only gone burden it

Like a uno card, this energy I'm reversing it

I ain′t got no bape, but I definitely got a purple fit

Ain't no more smoking purple I gotta go sober again

Journey into my mind and I'll show you why I be going in

Yuh and the beats is what I be menacing

I been crying out for help but ain′t nobody listening

The only way they′ll listen is I fuck around and flip a brick

But I ain't doing that I′m way smarter than these idiots

I'm done, none of y′all is on my focus list

You can call me whatever you want, but I still wrote this shit

Don't get mad at me because you′d rather be a hoe with them

I don't give a fuck no more my soul is already condemned

I'm engulfed in the fucking darkness,

Be this way until I turn into a carcass

If you don′t fucking like me, it won′t hurt me regardless

Fuck everybody who said I couldn't be an artist

Fuck you

Cunt