text: Take your medication, Roman
  Take a short vacation, Roman, youll be okay
  You need to know your station, Roman
  Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
  Take a little break, little break from your silencing
  Theres so much you can take, you can take
  I know how bad you need a Roman holiday
  Roman holiday, a Roman holiday
  You done, you tight? You suck at life?
  You dont want a round three? You done suffered twice
  Worship the queen and you might could pass
  Keep it real, these chickens couldnt wipe my 
  Anyway, stylist, go get Bvlgari
  I am the ultimate Svengali
  You, you chickens cant even spell that
  You, you girls bugging, repel that
  Let me tell you this, sister
  I am, I am colder than a blister
  Cause my flows so sick, and Im a lunatic
  And this cant be cured with no Elixir
  Cause yall know who the , what the  I do
  I done put the pressure to every thug I knew
  Quack, quack to a duck and a chicken too
  Put the hyena in a freakin zoo
  Take your medication, Roman
  Take a short vacation, Roman, youll be okay
  You need to know your station, Roman
  Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
  Take a little break, little break from your silencing
  Theres so much you can take, you can take
  I know how bad you need a Roman holiday
  Roman holiday, a Roman holiday
  Witch, twitch!
  Bitch, godmothers right, this is World War Six
  This right here might make a chick die
  And this right here is gonna make a chick cry
  And if we being honest, I am such a great guy
  And this what I do when a chick breaks flock
  Imma put her in a dungeon under, under
  No them birds aint eating, they dying of hunger
  Mother, I me, who is this ?
  And yes, maybe just a touch of Tourettes
  Get my wigs, Terrence, go and get my beret
  Take your medication, Roman
  Take a short vacation, Roman, youll be okay
  You need to know your station, Roman
  Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
  Take a little break, little break from your silencing
  Theres so much you can take, you can take
  I know how bad you need a Roman holiday
  Roman holiday, a Roman holiday
  Come all ye faithful
  Joyful and triumphant
  I am Roman Zolanski
  Come all ye faithful
  Joyful and triumphant
  I am Roman Zolanski
  Come all ye faithful
  Joyful and triumphant
  I am Roman Zolanski
  Talking bout me, you talking about me?
  I dare a mother to be talking about me
  It must be smokin a couple of OZs
  They want the outline, I give them a goatee
  God, mother, you talking about me?
  I dare a mother to be talking about me
  Them chickens must be smokin a couple of OZs
  A-buh-buh-buh now give then a goatee
  Take your medication, Roman
  Take a short vacation, Roman, youll be okay
  You need to know your station, Roman
  Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
  Take a little break, little break from your silencing
  Theres so much you can take, you can take
  I know how bad you need a Roman holiday
  Roman holiday, a Roman holiday