[Verse 1]
Yeah, now I just kidnapped Teddy Roxpin and forced him to make a beat up
I bet my momma wished she had an abortion, I'm a fuckin' freak
Name your favorite up and comer, I'ma toss him in the street
And run him over with a tractor, had me laughing for a week
Steady drownin' in my thoughts, i've never feelin' so lost
It's like I'm nailed to a cross, but still I'm climbing these charts
This is rap's Holocaust, the industry hella fucked
Everyday I'm stayin' strong but everything keep goin' wrong
All these voices in my head, one's telling me I should jump
One's tellin' me you the man, keep working you got it bruh
I keep hearin' one of em say that I'm a failure, I ain't shit
And another one is saying stupid motherfucker quit
Some of them feelings I love, but most of them feelings I hate
Chasing everything I want, while facing all the shit I face
People say that I'm a disgrace, then suddenly they say I'm great
Make your motherfuckin' mind up ya'll some motherfuckin' lames, damn
I'm chasing god but the devil got open arms
I'm a rebel who got no cause, I'm an outlaw who got no laws
No fuckin' conscience, no soul, no goals just stress and anger
So I'm blazin' that jamaican to keep me from going crazy
I'd rather be a villain than a hero I'm a killer I'm a pharaoh
I'm a prophet, these out a body experiences
I'm staring at these blank eyes, high times
My mind is so in a place that you will not find
Like Pac, and B-I-G, no need to see ID
We VIP livin' out the dream, but life ain't what it seem
Everyday i question Heaven, find it sane from me is the mission
Kiss my life away, little by little stuck in the middle of viva
LA positivity, angels try to get rid of me
People are gettin' sick of me, my pain ain't showin' visibly
I think about longevity, weed and music the remedy
Groupie bitches, thats plenty to go around to the rest of me
Yeah, now I just kidnapped Teddy Roxpin and forced him to make a beat up
I bet my momma wished she had an abortion, I'm a fuckin' freak
Name your favorite up and comer, I'ma toss him in the street
And run him over with a tractor, had me laughing for a week
Steady drownin' in my thoughts, i've never feelin' so lost
It's like I'm nailed to a cross, but still I'm climbing these charts
This is rap's Holocaust, the industry hella fucked
Everyday I'm stayin' strong but everything keep goin' wrong
All these voices in my head, one's telling me I should jump
One's tellin' me you the man, keep working you got it bruh
I keep hearin' one of em say that I'm a failure, I ain't shit
And another one is saying stupid motherfucker quit
Some of them feelings I love, but most of them feelings I hate
Chasing everything I want, while facing all the shit I face
People say that I'm a disgrace, then suddenly they say I'm great
Make your motherfuckin' mind up ya'll some motherfuckin' lames, damn
I'm chasing god but the devil got open arms
I'm a rebel who got no cause, I'm an outlaw who got no laws
No fuckin' conscience, no soul, no goals just stress and anger
So I'm blazin' that jamaican to keep me from going crazy
I'd rather be a villain than a hero I'm a killer I'm a pharaoh
I'm a prophet, these out a body experiences
I'm staring at these blank eyes, high times
My mind is so in a place that you will not find
Like Pac, and B-I-G, no need to see ID
We VIP livin' out the dream, but life ain't what it seem
Everyday i question Heaven, find it sane from me is the mission
Kiss my life away, little by little stuck in the middle of viva
LA positivity, angels try to get rid of me
People are gettin' sick of me, my pain ain't showin' visibly
I think about longevity, weed and music the remedy
Groupie bitches, thats plenty to go around to the rest of me
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