I ain't got a care in sight Don't blame me, blame the syrup and the Sprite It's the new shit that they'll find me on, Maricon Best rapper in the world but need help leaving no doubt Now that Gwen Stefani's gone Everybody's a Hannibal Swallowing their eyes, watching what they say What y'all can do is pray Before I got reformed, nigga Glock went on the waist Cross-dressing, nothing but my mother's stocking on my face Ain't the one you wanna try so fast Talk crazy but walk the walk Left a trail down a psychopath Disturbing the peace Swerving the V Every word in my speech too heavy to bear Become a burden on the beat Look, I'm dealing with passive-aggressive, nasty women That take me from humble beginnings to a happy ending If it ain't about a buck, then it's the wrong thought You balling on a cap space, you in the wrong sport Attack me 'cause I say shit That's their way of curbing that they had me as a favorite They learning from Larry David Chrome trigger, you blown off the liquor Prolly a tombstone will come quicker Patron ain't your nigga None of you dudes ain't soldiers Ed Helms, when you lose your dog, blame the hangover Flame thrower Get me when the label can't control ya Can't say the chain smoker Inside a propane holder Currency is the plan to bury me where I stand Fuck a record label, I appear courtesy of my fans And they can try to hurt me, but they can't I refuse to ball my fist while the heartbeat of Jersey's in my hand So, I tell dude like I tell my nympho chicks Keep it up and you bound to get fucked Sounding real tough Every line, he move weight like he's a monster I'm looking at his keys like Mashonda Round up the troops To tell him how he sound in the booth You don't sound like the truth Wanna be on top of the world Till he found in roof Told dudes, the old dudes I'll be the poison on their fountain of youth Nigga, I create it, you mock it We know the shit's belated when you jock it Holding shit hostage Penning that garbage Before I pull the plug on 'em, sending in hospice Foreign to you, American me Got it locked, it's foreign to you, skeleton key You taking 'em home I give 'em the Sheridan key You saving the birds, Denzel Pelican Brief And I ain't trying, but what you selling to me? Done babying grown men I'm done helping them eat But they say you only rap about Joe Give it a rest Grow a set Dog, I spit about what I know best I got skin made of Kevlar Tough as steel, say fuck the skill And I far along blaze the house Russell built Bring it on Sing along Ringtone Blank row I come with a label that says don't try if seen at home Just smart, figure I be less dark Tell a model bitch let's part Over a stretch mark But being truthful's too brutal to do So I lie like a bad teacher Keep going till your pupils confused Tired of hearing how you bust your hammer Though this wouldn't be my public answer Twice as nice as y'all Though the fans love your grammar They act like my bitches Guess when it comes to me, they double the standard Fuck boy, I ain't them other dudes Pick whatever gun Son found a problem that he can't troubleshoot Notice I So it's like Old school-esque poet-like Prototype Since these niggas can't flow it right Fans ain't falling for the madness either You milking the game, it's from a bad breast feeder Make you a believer Doubt what I said Moment of silence, bow our head