Ya um ya ya ya Ok alright ok alright Yeah okay Ive spent nights workin And im quite certain If the right person come across me then I might hurt em It's the, the white sermon And I ain't talkin air Rappers is my sons im the sh**tiest of parents Its just another suicide lullaby You don't get the truth here We only summarize Facts ain't nothing we should publicize Throw the lightning bolts my b**h got the thunder thighs It Young zeus with it Throw the blunt in the circle playing duck duck goose with it Too prolific Lotta people after the bread Me, im gonna rap when im dead Tell em shoot me in the back of the head Man with no face 3X Yeah yeah yeah Unstable head fillin up with raps Whiskey in my flesh, sh** you didn't have to ask Making juggles but they didn't know the half I ain't schoolboy q b**h I didn't go to cla** Your b**hes p**y lips is on my stache I see these new rappers and all I do is laugh Raps sabotage, young macintosh Funny money like it was buddies with Judd Apatow Yeah the raps is hard but the pack is raw Old j**ish homie chillen playin racquetball And its all good after all 2X Yeah, Man with no face 2X