[Verse 1] Day trippin' Stay spittin' great with the pen But even greater when he plays with it and makes it his friend I never play pretend The only thing I like about money Other than the funny smell is the way that it spends Never equal to or lesser only greater than The sharpest thing since the invention of the razor's edge And I usually take an 8 to bed but on the universal rate of what's considered 8 you'd probably rate a 10 Rewind and play again The rhyming is trippy I'll probably rap till I'm 80 but die when I'm 60 Come back and appear in the mirror like “Hi, did you miss me?” Sorry how I got excessively high when I was 50 Started drinking 40's again when I was 40 And Inherited an accordion and started recording it Insubordinate Smack the Earth out of orbit I can say anything I want and never get bored with it [Hook] [Verse 2] Lord willing More k**ing Gore spilling Poor villain Only labels himself as such till he gets more millions More skrillian The brown bag No face hand puppet slipping over and use it to grab duckets Grab as many as you need, bad trouble Mastering Faster then gra**hoppers try to snatch pebbles Focused, Channel it When I'm channeling f** clumps of shag carpet and wood paneling Suave movements to gain attention Flowing out the jar like the receptacle that your brain is kept in Phony a** rappers don't understand that a mic in your hand Isn't sh** if marketing sk**s aren't in the other hand In my case, I'm great so I'm irate Therefore, packing a needle for any balloon mind state Rhyme great with divine pace The only thing that I can guarantee is dopeness cause life ain't [Outro] Yeah Ya know new sh** for 2011 I'm just gonna give you something to work with until the next one drops Diver Mask b**hh [Hook]