[Hook: Garret Raff]
Don't be tryin ta' give me no apologies
Take all that bullshit leave it off of me
Cause you fucked up I don't know
What you want from me
But its gonna take much more than apologies

[Verse 1: Matthew The Artist]
Smoke you out like tobacco (uh)
Finna go ghost
Where did Matt go
What does that show
In and out tho
But I'm back tho
Through the backdoor
Hated on my last album
What was that for?
But I'm back for more
War, Swore that you motherfuckers wanna ignore
Or do I bore the swine
Wit' my rhymes
But its time ay
Eyes roll back like the exorcist
But you know I'm the best at this
Excellent perfectionist
You rodents back likе a pessimist
My back is broke but your neck I twist
Braindеad wit' dismemberment
That when he said that I sucked
Went down rest on his kid
So he can't cry for help
You laugh and destruct
You laugh and just cut
Just try for your life ta' get fucked
Did I mess up? Thats just my luck
Cause you might just suck
Straight off course
Cause i'm out of space
Like my pad when I fill the page
I am Illa
I am afraid I'm a monster and Im enraged (yeah)
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