This that brink of insanity, kidnappin' families

Tie your baby mother up, and fucked her in the family V

For bread, I go ham and cheese

Grow Chia Pets and sell it as cheeba

When they go to chief it, they gon' be upset

Only twenty, but I been a vet, been a threat

Been a winner since I been a sinner, so it's been forever

Always chasin' pleasure, find it and get bored

Leave and chase some more, pacin' for the race in store

It's all a rat race, you better get your cheese

Avoid the Ds like a lesbo with her legs closed

I drive slow, 'cause 5-0's beefin' on the block

I got an eighth of shrooms by my nut sack

And a eighth of weed in my clean socks

And my team's hot, but I'm just tryna play it cool

Shoot up the playground, and tell the kids to stay in school

A genius child, but I'd rather play the fool

Ignorance is blissful, don't pass the spliffs

Lou's a weed lacer, '97 burgundy blazer

Wanted for burglary, had to ditch the mercury tracer

I'm on some blokeish, some fed up with this being brokeish

I'm not to joke with, bitch, I don't sell crack, I smoke it

A plagiarizer, say anything for some great vagina

Made my bitch fly to New York City with an eighth inside her

Walked inside a eigth-grade prom, man, tryna date a minor

Then break up with her before finals, so she's too sad to graduate

I masturbate to pics of Anne Hathaway

Watchin' Cast Away, that's just me on an average day

Copped a quarter, and tried to flip it, but shit, who am I kiddin'?

Smoked the whole shit the same day, man, all in one sittin'

I'm sendin' bad vibes out just to hear you cry about

Into the zoo around 5 at night, lettin' the lions out

I really lived all the shit you probably lied about

Tried about every drug twice, man, think I'm high for life

Hide your wife, hide your kids, I'm comin' through the window

Fuck the money, fuck the jewels, I'm lookin' for a Nintendo

Sixty-four, swifty whore tried to let me score

In the Jazzeppi store when I asked her, "Have we met before?"

I'm on Canal Street sellin' fake shit for double the price

Tell 'em it's real when I really made this shit in my mom's basement

Havin' conversations with myself, don't see nothin' wrong with healthy debatin'

Inhalin' the fragrance on a regular basis