Man, goddamn

Look where I am, man, all by my motherfuckin' self

I can say what the fuck I wanna say when I wanna say it

I don't give a fuck, punk-ass motherfuckers

Motherfuckers always running by shooting at a motherfucker's house and shit

Bitch-made motherfucker, stick to the motherfuckin' real, punk-ass motherfuckers

Man, it's just so much I wanna goddamn say right now

Goddamn, I hate this motherfuckerin' punk-ass shit

**** always you rippin' and runnin'

**** always high, actin' like a bunch of bitch-made motherfuckers

You know what the fuck I give a fuck about a bitch-made motherfucker?

Not a goddamn thing

Bitch-ass ****, let me tell you somethin'

Man, you know what?

God, I feel as though I'm talkin' to somebody, but ain't nobody hearin' me

What the fuck is goin' on, Jesus?

Get a grip, man

Come on, man, get a grip, man

Come on, man, you're the soldier, come on

Ah, man, man

You know what?

That's why I say, man, I stick with the real, man

Fuckin' doctors fuck with doctors

Lawyers fuck with lawyers

Pimps fuck with pimps

Hoes fuck with hoes

Dope fiends fuck with dope fiends

Real motherfuckers fuck with real motherfuckers

You know what I'm sayin'?

Real **** fuck with real ****, man

Man, I hate this motherfuckin' shit

Every time you try to do something, you got some punk-ass, bitch-made motherfuckers ruinin' that

I don't give a fuck about they mans

I don't give a fuck about they mamas

I don't give a fuck about they kids

I don't give a fuck about nothin'

This is the real motherfuckin' world

On my judgment day, the good Lord is gon' take care of me

For my misgivings, as well as my good deeds