I could build Rome in an hour

You don't match my commitment or my willpower

If you throw me in the jungle, I'll devour

I'll come back a king like a lion on the prowl

Or just lose motivation and throw in the towel

Gotta keep your concentration like this shit's camp

Your girl must be peanut butter cause this is her jam

You got more hoes than she got but her flow's off the show

My homie they can't write what I just wrote so

Tell them playa haters get their own pen and paper

It might be dark but I still got the spark like a generator

Christina Aguilera masturbator

Man, I'd have a better chance of Jennifer Aniston in a headstand position

This isn't a competition, fuck opposition

I take them I could run like I'm on some Ye-shit

Just face it, you're basic

This money's like the lyrics, I copy and paste it

B to the is or a Y to the is and

White boy rapper in a single man band

I'll throw up your damn hands

I've done seen these demons layer

They call me the demon slayer

I'm rapping and stacking

Other rappers lacking

Got that dope

Money won't fold

Suicide dose

Pedals to the float

I'm running past these rappers while they sleep

Can't make my own beats so I cop them

Who the fuck gonna stop them

Big Red from Compton

I doubt it

These rappers silly

Go around flashing a millie called Lil Wayne

I do your bitch while she look through the windowpane

Blast out your ass till nothing remains

B to the is or a Y to the is and

White boy rapper in a single man band

I'll throw up your damn hands

B to the is or a Y to the is and

White boy rapper in a single man band

I'll throw up your damn hands

Don't stop bitch

Don't stop bitch

Don't stop bitch