There's a monster on the loose

If I didn't see it, I wouldn't believe it

I'll have to stop him before he gets there

Yeah

Take these lines in your mind like it was cocaine

Never had no data I'm madder, to get it, fuck mainframe

Say they self driven, yet they always in my lane

Life's a bitch, on years it's still gonna stay the same

Drive your own shit, fuck your own bitch

Taking steps from others like you never had no help bitch

Let em know, that everyday I had they back

I got the code, fiends really want it like it was some crack

Keys to ignition

Need, hit precision

Seems this is glitching

Weed, get to fucking bitches

Finger fuck a hoe, tell em what you know

I'm really tryna hit, I split it, I rip it, then I'm out the door

Yeah

I think I'll never learn

My own lesson, went to hell twice just to feel the burn

Fubu fakes come around, wear me out like I was that boy Earn

Huh, fuck a turn, yeah

Dead presidents, my friends are just the dividends

But listen in, the submission, in the distant end

Frivolous, feminine's in this bitch, something infinite

I know you missing it, don't you

The way you lived your life, and it's close to

Another wish I wrote you

Opposed the most, I go through

This fucking rhyme I mind

Another space in time

Absurd again, I'm working in, I know they chasing mine, huh

I go and find, yeah

Pushing past the field of change, I only got some dimes

My times on the money, and my monies on the times

And even when I'm in the fucking booth, I look behind

Because I never can trust these hitters

They slowly hurt you, but you keep it in you, something like some splinters

Hardly go outside, give me the cold shoulders, and it's not December

Its not the winter, uh

I won't defend ya, yeah

I will amend ya, different lights, different fights, uh

But I told my old friends, that I won't ever matter, go on and on

But they keep telling me, that "you matter, forever go on and on"

And now I gotta follow, down the fucking bottle

These chump ass rappers think they hard till they grab the hollow

Now I got your bitch on her knees, and you bet she swallow

Not her pride, but it's something like a wallow

Gotta get the money, fuck these bitches, that's the motto

Seeing different digits everyday like I hit the lotto

Getting higher on the Moon, like I was Apollo

Hitting fire real soon, yeah that's something I know