text: Many men has met his fate, murder I premeditate
  The world is low, the devil waits, so I stay high as heaven gates
  See Im on it everyday, minutes never go to waste
  If aint no profit on the way then we cannot negotiate
  Scripture tatts for holy sakes, whos telling what the Lord will say
  Until that day, Ill be tunnel vision on the paper chase
  Odd Future, fuck your feelings, check the score we fuckin winnin
  Check the list we in the building, stupid swag, Paris Hilton
  More potential, yous a liar, step up we will crucify ya
  Head first, yea its going down like a scuba diver
  Need the fire, Ill supply ya, put the hire on the block
  Swag on deck, if you need it I be overstocked
  Im a brother man with a swagger from the motherlands
  It tugs my hands and rubs my glans, Im ill as fuck, bitch fuck your mans
  Chingy chong, Im in Japan, Chinch and Chong wrapped in seran
  Keep the bong hash in my canister, Im headed where its handed first
  Domo rollin up, Left Brain already smokin
  You smell that loud ounce? Mary Jane has already spoken
  My shades on, bitch Im Locing, no need for aggravations
  Cause a fake nigga and his death bed will be fuckin collaboratin
  Kush escaped without a roller, high roller, no time for strollers
  Made it stoned because Im workin over
  Too many posers tryin to ride my boa-constrict
  Im pretty sure Tyler will represent it
  I fell asleep before you bitch niggas present it
  Im fuckin authentic, remember it, you motherfuckers pretending
  Me and Lego just skated the bowl
  Next thing you know wildin out at Watch the Throne
  I had a dead phone so I gave that little nigga my cam
  He snapped that shit, the motherfuckers went HAM
  Like Miss Piggy cunt around Kermit
  Im like how many fucks can I get a day?
  Fuck respect, Id rather hang myself on the wall with a noose on neck
  Before I change to fit in your box, Ill make sure I cannot fit in the house
  And I hate genres, fuck hip hop
  Id rather search and cop hi-top flip flops in the middle of the winter
  Yall like fuck them kids, like a weird babysitter mindset
  My dignity, Im still trying to find it but I lost it somewhere in Austin
  In a creek with Dawson and this vegan bitch tryin to eat my sausage
  That sounds awesome
  Fuck these parties, Im real awkward
  I stand there, I dont know what to do man
  Id rather be at home with my crew and my new rooms, staring at my brand new MoonMan
  Listening to MF Doom and Wooh Da Kid and Brick Squad 1017
  Shout out to Waka, rest in peace Slim
  Golf Wang motherfuckin triple six we is 3 twins
  Free my little nigga Sweatshirt
  Gang name stitched into my sweatshirt
  Bow down until your motherfuckin neck hurt
  Respect me. Do we run shit? Nigga, yes indeed
  Cheech and Chong, I dont need a bong
  But I do have friends who got weed thats strong
  I need a tree house, air hockey, ping pong, a mini ramp
  Leanin a tramp on a trampoline
  Nigga fuck the team
  Hey, Im just playin, I love you niggas
  I hate these niggas, fuck these niggas
  Fuck everybody who doubted me
  The only ones I care abouts the ones that surround me
  Odd Future!
  Fuck all you industry niggas man
  Yall see me at parties, start comin up sayin
  We must collab I dont fuck with none of you niggas
  All yall can suck my motherfuckin dick
  Fuck all you labels
  Fuck every fuckin DJ I hope yall dont play none of my shit
  Suck my motherfuckin dick
  And dont come up to me at the next event
  I dont want your fuckin number, your business card
  Fuck your company, Im not performin at none of your shit
  Dont ask for my fuckin managers email
  I dont fuck with none of you niggas
  Golf Wang, Free Earl nigga
  Fuck Steve Harvey