I'll be a good little boy, I promise

Just let me back

Uh, this shit is stereotypical, blame rap, yeah, very original (Wow)

I am not holy or spiritual, you bein' overly critical

Media throwin' subliminals, they wanna make this political

Y'all put the anal in analytical

Reporting the truth is a miracle these days and we need the proof

Wait, this shit's a phenomenon

Middle finger in the air, hair down an feelin' like Chaka Khan

Through the fire, no Babylon

Only villain in the Comic Con, poppin' Ms all night, Shyamalan

If she's a ten, then she get the dick, she might just get the decathlon

My liquor darker than the Necro Comic Con

Sprinkle molly like it's parmesan

Raised in the jungle, no Amazon, shoulda booked me during Ramadan

Soccer moms, I'm sorry you left with your ovaries traumatized

But, I'm 'bout to give you a reason to overly dramatize

'Cause I never apologize unless there's tears on my mama eyes

And I just checked, my mama's fine

Please don't provoke me, I come alive

All this attention, it's all over censorship

I won some Grammies and y'all didn't mention shit

Nominated for a Oscar, but you wanna stick to the negatives

I see the picture

Shout out CP24, do people even watch TV anymore?

My only fear is bein' poor

They fear me in the Forbes, they gon' hear me on these tours, for sure

Oh, wait, this shit feel just like a witch hunt (Whoa)

Fuck, ho, tits ass, bitch, cunt, got a slick tongue, huh

How crazy is it, I'm the rich one? How crazy is it that you're so mad?

When they hear these verse from they own dad

When I do it, why's it so bad?

Oh well, can't tell, I'm so glad

You know what the fuck I do with a notepad

Fuck outta here, let's go