I don't need no gats I just swing on em
Put the fear of God in a p**y boy, got a hex on him
I don't need no gats I just swing on em
Yung Crowley knock em out, cut em up, put a price on em
I been trippin off of 25i outta my damn mind
Prefer the psilocybe but right now its hard to find
I spoke to Hermes and he told me that I'm doin fine
Said never listen to a mothaf**a past his prime
You listen to me but you listen with a closed mind
You think I am the devil but I just got open eyes
Nobody give a f** about your favorite rapper mane
I'm kickin back bumpin Burzum while he Twitter rages
I'm reppin Kreep cuz I'm never taking orders mane
I cheated d**h. I suggest you do the very same
I was never nothing everybody think I'm something now
Wait
What happened to all the hate
Listen when I speak I'm bout to drop the knowledge on your plate
f** anybody that say you can't do sh**. One day they'll be s**in your dick
Rest in peace Manly P. Hall
Without you I wouldn't be sh**