Everything backwards, n criss-cross like Rick Ross don't even sell drugs no more

He's a fat black rapper with a ranch and some studs

guns under the rug

But he walks with clean uggs

It's the motherfuckin' Nightcrawler

Said the whites want a hook and a life o dirty crook

While the black want education words fill the book

The fuck with the system, everybody don't got what they want

They want big rims, yeah, we all wanna stunt.

Party on the weekend and roll big blunt

This music makes the populace jump, it's the apocalypse son

We all filthy sinners, blood of the opposition

They got a pot to piss in, so best get to dissin'

Peace is the mission

I said peace is the mission, but this bitch loves the drama

Here, catch these rounds, make it hot like a sauna

Oh no, sir, I'm just a Primadonna

I don't want the contract, I want my life back

I thought I could kick it with the bros and roll a fat sack

right out the wood pack, an ounce of blue razz

But the man in the suit made me sign the contract. With the blood from my wrists, I just want my life back

The man in the suit made me sign the contract. With the blood from my wrists, I just want my life back

How many motherfuckers you think fall through the cracks

Thee Patsy Oswald, or Obama Sins Lots Then

We gotta take a new drug for all the toxins

And sleep with many men, it don't make you toxic

Or these fat motherfuckers, man

Let me change the topic

Just so much shit to talk about. You know, I got like three minutes i go on tangents n shit

But like, here's the point

These creepy pedoticians think they run the schools

Bitch, I'm in the airwaves watching you

Dens for the groomers found in each state

But where's all the coverage? The news must be late

So they pounce and they pounce and they play all day

Count after count of child foul play

Pounce and they pounce and they play all day

Count after count of child foul play

The man in the suit made me sign the contract. With the blood from my wrist I just want my life back

The man in the suit made me sign the contract. With the blood from my wrist I just want my life back

The man in the suit made me sign the contract. With the blood from my wrist I just want my life back

The man in the suit made me sign the contract. With the blood from my wrist I just want my life back

Lindsay Lohan, Macaulay Culkin

Both little kids turned into coke heads

Dan Schneider, fetishizing feet

Plans harder like Bohemian Street

Where we all dress up, burn the effigy

Don't pray to Moloch or lose heavenly

Guidance, violence, follow all the signage

Now you a flight risk, now you the titan

Just realizin this not real life man

This hell on earth, there's nothing like it

Let's burn it all, out of spite then

Yeah, fuck it

Fuck the money, gold, jewels, rims, cash, flow, bitch, rizz

Money, gold, jewels, rims, cash, flow, slit, wrists

The man in the suit made me sign the contract. With the blood from my wrist I just want my life back

The man in the suit made me sign the contract. With the blood from my wrist I just want my life back

The man in the suit made me sign the contract. With the blood from my wrist I just want my life back

The man in the suit made me sign the contract. With the blood from my wrist I just want my life back