text: Uh, one time for the, one time for the
  Huh, one time for the
  Look
  Im wearing all gold like a king
  Rubies with the diamond rings
  Fuck the bling, chasing dreams and serving it to the fiends
  Im a minor in his cold mind with the cold mind of Einstein
  Dropping knowledge every line
  Im god, they cant tell me nothing
  Why is you bluffing? Im the topic of discussion
  Faded off this Robitussin
  Im a Nikon to my youth, lyrical in the booth
  Captain of my troops, letting loose, Im busting on her tooth
  My flow nasty and grimy, promise Im back at it
  Smashing all you rap faggots who always been backstabbing
  Teachers told me, Focus, but fuck it, Im writing lyrics
  Raising spirits, holy and gifted, I hope you hear it
  I only fear god in the odds of being odd
  Without a prod, rappin everyday like its my job
  I know thats the motion, wrap my Jimmy in a Trojan
  Before I swim in the girls ocean
  Its funny how they think they know me
  My minds suicide, yet, Im feeling too alive
  See me and Neek we rise above the hate
  Niggas faking, wanna be Adjacent
  Working on my education
  Tryna make it to my destination
  But me, being me, I just wanna get high
  Ride past pretty bitches, here em all say hi
  But, hey!
  Lifes a game but this aint no fucking 2k
  Dont give a fuck about what you say
  Im chucking up the deuces, bitch
  Im chucking up the deuces, bitch
  Said, Im chucking up the deuces, bitch
  Im chucking up the deuces, bitch
  Im chucking up th-
  Im having visions of givin, givin up on this competition
  And saying, Fuck it man, and givin in to the opposition
  But then I start having visions of how I was sitting
  At my desk in sixth grade writing rhymes in my composition
  Of the curvin life Im livin
  If that aint too fulfilling than I dont know whats appealing
  Its like everytime I write
  My future life becomes revealing
  But, its crazy cause the future is still so concealing
  Layin back with my eyes on the ceiling
  Cant even tell you what Im fuckin feeling but Im thinking bout a million
  A million damn ways to help my mom care for the children
  New cup, new crib
  Yeah, thats a good-ass feelin
  Givin up on the world
  And no longer givin a fuck bout a girl
  Cause when you worry bout girls
  That shit will fuck your the world
  Cause you gon say, Youre my world
  Then buy her diamonds and pearls
  But in the end, she gon switch up
  Man, thats the way of the world
  So dont be trustin these girls
  They all they slick but greasy like Jheri Curls
  On a scale from 1-10
  We masterminds with the pen
  As we sit in the wind
  Write rhymes they comprehend, so!
  Im chucking up the deuces, bitch
  Im chucking up the deuces, bitch
  Im chucking up the deuces, bitch
  Im chucking up the deuces, deuces
  Im chucking up the deuces, deuces
  Im chucking up the deuces, deuces
  Bitch, bitch, bitch, ha-ha!
  Im chucking up the deuces
  Neek, we ballin in a new way
  I pull up with a new wave, a new wave, a new wave