[Verse one: Mac Miller] Yo, look I'm kickin to fight deliver this could it get rid of your life Isn't it nice? I'm rippin it once, it's hittin you twice Ghost deliver it nice so take it as a present f** sittin in college, I kick this knowledge for the lesson It burns ya chest, the words are blessed, confuse and bring ya questions Cause with my complexion, a finger nail can cut the tension And in case I didn't mention spittin it better than anyone did it before I'm rippin your corpse, dippin and lettin you live in the morgue sh** in the porsche, trick or treat I'm here to piss on the floors And if I didn't come with the whip I'm gettin in yours On devils night we come to bless this track Mischief so we rest from raps Steal your soul, snatch your heart, laugh and let your chest collapse I'm dressed in black, ready to run up inside your crib Smack you upside the head while you sittin beside your kid I laugh cause your son's in my history cla** Make him cry while he sees his dad kissin my a** Spittin razor sharp cancer so I'm pissin out gla** Sit and relax, you b**hes stay and live in the past And hers a toast for me and ghost we be the dopest with this rhyme still Ghosts raps explode like they running through a mine field Time k**in itself, clock blowing out his brains Cause you are the average joes, who goes without a name