Chorus|
What, What, What, What
What, What, What, What
What, What, What, What
What, What, What, What
What, What, What, What
What, What, What, What (Yeah!)
What, What, What, What
What, What, What, What (Yeah!)
What, What, What, What
What, What, What, What

Verse 1|
Kudos to inferior
Color blind to superior
Pseudo deteriorated a billion
Black holes in nebula
Surf it conspicuous
They're styles all rubbish
Sacrifices to love this
Save you from all your troubles
As you shuffle through money
Shuffle me on your playlist
As you sipping the bubble
I’m out field of perimeter
The distance only conscious
The devils all good at working the double
My signature healing em'
Feel em' up
Hit em’ up
It's a must
Who real enough
I'm really up
This is your spiritual cleansing
Argon spices and chime
They're lies habitual
Truth my daily ritual
And I won't spoil you none
No immoralities immoral
I heard rumors and whispers In my name
I appear apparently they couldn't get rid of em ‘
The penitent baring the shame
They posse ain't big enough
My circle small and routant
Made a fortune
Burning your fortress
Flame of fire in my eye
Torch the serpents
God servant got em' nervous
Secret service all in order and accordance
It’s perfect and fervent
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Lost in my woes
They want to isolate your soul and take it
But I won’ let them take it, no I won't let up no