[Intro] Uh, I don't wanna try bruh [Verse] Uh, acidic, a bunch of bad habits with bad magic Can't disappear and re-appear in the same sentence, I'm bad at it The Mad Hatter, the Perc packer The mom thrasher The Perc mixed with the syrup turn me into a contractor A straight tweak, so high I can't speak Been three weeks, I still haven't met my peak Like I could be someone other than myself Like I could find a little Heaven up in my Hell Yeah I know it never ever end well Yeah I know I always fall victim to a rich spell Uh, like abracadabra The flow so raw, forgot to grab Magnums Been raw-doggin' b**hes ever since I went platinum I feel like Hell full of bad b**hes Wonder if it's room in Heaven for savages My life's a canvas, I'm paintin' in blood like a cannibal Rip off his head and I salvage it, huh A little too graphic At least you n***as know that I still got the pa**ion Of someone who don't got sh**, but the clothes on they back And its been that way since way back since Like I'm a k**er or somethin' These n***as lip-singin' like Milli Vanilli or somethin' I'm like Lil' Wayne I got a milli-milli-milli or somethin' I guess, I'm rich, in broke pockets Bountiful, my soul's empty, so deep, ten feet [Outro] Times ten feet f** love, it's gon' take more to convince me, that you with me And not against me Where I'm from we loaded up Pop out and turn n***as into mince meat [Non-Lyrical Instrumental Outro]