Well well well, look who's fourty minutes late, back at it again? (I arrive on my own time, I'm on time for myself)

Yeah yeah yeah, you wanna make your own time when you pay for three hours and miss almost the whole hour? Holy god fucking damn-

(Sorry this coughs been ki-)

Man get your Covid-19 ass away from me

(Can you do the thing I pay you to do?)

Alright, alright, I'm sorry J, tell me what's on your mind man

Okay, every time I reached a dead end, I always raise the stakes

Rather die trying then be everybody else and-

I try so hard to beat the circumstances I was gave

Scared that I won't get my flowers till im 6 feet in the grave

And I won’t smell ‘em, I get these bad thoughts every day

And I don’t tell ‘em, cause I trust no one in this place

And my coat’s denim, thats the place I’ll hide a blade

When the smoke settles, I’m leaving everyone that came

At a stand still, I was abandoned in a shuddle

With a mom who almost died had to take care of each other

With a dad with red money, hope’d I’d give gangs trouble

Thank fuck that wasn’t me, look how it worked out for my brother

Trying so hard to pop, but this worlds too cold

I been fighting for my spot, but I been stuck on hold

When its all said and done, when the world takes my soul

I’ll be going Yung Camo, shit is ready set go, lets go J!

(Oh my goodness, I am so sorry I'm late again, I got caught in traffic-)

This is the fifth time you got caught in traffic, is everything okay?

(I mean... yeah it's alright, I guess)

Uhuh... all I'm telling you is that these sessions are a hundred and two dollars an hour

(I mean, well... actually,)

I've been sticking so much that I built a safety net

But I been fucking up way more than you'd expect

I don't get no sleep at all, I'm a zombie with no flesh

I just miss it when my family askin' if I'm overstressed

(Fuck!)

The answer's yes, atleast they askin, so impressed

I mean my dad's gone, but I hope that motherfucker dead (Fuck you bitch)

I got a backlog, the shit I'm kneading on my chest

With these skeletons in my closet that I had to ressurect

M-M-More drip on my body than a damn canteen

Can't be the motherfucker carrying the damn team

Ima get famous, drink a whole bottle of brandy

Then hop into my whip and kill a whole fucking family of five

And they want some five time to fuckin die

All my day ones mad at me cause of the way that I'm high

You are never gonna make it if you do not even try

I feel like J.B.S. the way I'm reaching newer heights

Man okay, I'm hearing you man, I'm hearing what you're saying-

(Ayo dawg, aye, aye let me in man, I got some shit I gotta say, you got some time bro? I got some time, thank you, LOOK)

First i'm not fine

I'm usually 'bout mine

But I ain't seen my father's life since he got out mine

I should be feeling free

But I won't take a knee

Cause I ain't been the fuckin' same since you said you'd kill me

Bitch I was countin' tips

Crying in my fucking whip

While you was holding up the crib

Cause you wouldn't get out my shit

With my mom on face-time

Telling me you're demon time

So we snuck up out ya mind

So you couldn't commit a crime

Bitch, I was up on live, lying to my fans; I couldn't do shit

Just to get off live and wondering how the fuck I'm gonna live

With a broken A-C & un-certain dinner

If you could be the worst bitch, I guess you'd be the fucking winner

Worse than my exes, worse than I thought

Who the fuck is writing this? **** scrap the whole plot

I be scared to talk bout this shit, my throat in a knot

Like i'm somewhere inbetween guilt and wanting you to rot

Hope you fine with the fact that'll you never meet my kids

Hope you fine with the fact that I'll never see your end

I don't trust your tendencies, you a fuckin' walking sin

I hope that in the next life that we never meet again