Covid Mansion Hopsin

[Intro]
Right now, I'm in Thailand
Quarantined, it's a foreign scene
Can't go to the airport and leave
And I thought my old life was boring, geez
'Scuse me, I'm 'bout to bang my forehead on the floor and scream
The dude I'm staying with's annoying
How much fucking torture can boredom be?
Take my ass to the morgue in peace! (Look bitch)

[Verse 1]
It's 2020, I was preparing some new bombs
And making sure that my competition gon' put a noose on (Woo)
My aggression ain't really a subtle nuance
I been in the game ten years, how can I do wrong? (Hey)
Who's on what I'm on? I'm savage as usual
I'm back in the booth, I have rappers to poop on (Yeah)
Now there just ain't many plans I can move on
All because someone ate bat soup in Wuhan (What?)
Well shit, that's what I heard
I don't know what it was mixed with (I don't know)
But for someone to jeopardize everyone's life
Man, it must have been fucking delicious (For real)
This shit is fucking ridiculous
Can't be with my son or my siblings, the government trippin'
My pussy appointments with dozens of bitches are cancelled
Now guess what I'm tuggin' my dick with? (What?)
"My right hand", (Ooh)
When I get a tingle inside of my penis, I'm like, "Hi, my friend" (Hi)
And you know the lotion is sitting on, "My nightstand" (Hey)
And when I finish my business, I go to "Ni-night land"
And now I gotta take a weapon gettin' groceries (Yeah)
Hopefully motherfuckers know to back away forty feet
Don't be jokingly mingling if you happen to notice me (No)
I ain't fuckin' with none of you niggas 'til the 'Rona leave (Ugh)