Young killing, raps over the ceiling Stacks over the building, hah, I'm just kidding f**k these other dudes who claiming to stack millions Looking to catch feelings, lyricism concealing Young depressed, call it chess, making movies, never stress Bowflex, got a tight ass that I'm finna stretch Purp blazed and I'm thirstay So I never ever ever let it hurt me Bitch, you always say we never talk about shit I see you texting all the time side chick But you the iPhone, she a sidekick Got a ride home, now she all up on my dick We used to talk but we don't talk no more Don't even walk around the pond no more I saw moms in the grocery store She said I'd love me a cleanup on aisle 4 I put my heart in this shit like organ donors Flow retarded and shit but you supposed to know this You talk about your swag at the mall and that I still murder this shit on a practice track I go, keep killing, no publicist And I keep my own publishing so who the toughest is Joints fat, Newt Gingrich, I run this shit I want cheese like Republicans, I go Dumber than anybody you ever heard of I switch it up when I'm drinking and suburbans wind up swerving And uh, Anybody who think this is Suck my f**king dick til I finish Skinny kid with the game on smash This slow rhyme never came up fast I'm a remain the man and stay true to fans and shit f**k frat rap, Bitch it's Lamp City and that's it