Sevens.exe:

In The Parking, In the Parking, In The Parking Lot
Counting Guap, Counting Guap, Counting Guap, Yeah we count alot
These n***as talk, N***as talk, N***as talk, Yeah they talk alot
They love to cap, love to cap, yeah they cap alot

Uhhh none of yall can phase me
Uhhh you cannot replace me

I-I-I-I be on the highway on the interstate
And we be kicking shit in the A
Im space ranger going up to space
You just wanna see my demise
I can see through all your lies
And im looking for these opp ispy

Po-Po-Po-Po-Po-Popped a percky
And the plugs at my door looks like hes 30
In my lane n***a why you even swerving
On this planet no i ain't got no purpose
Love note to my death in the cursive
And i gotta hide this pain with some curtains
And i gotta choppa it sing like Kurtains
Im toting on the heat like a furnace
Tap in if you really want my service
Yeah with no purpose

You a clown you belong to the circus
Please dont talk to me im introverted
And im cutting n***as off like a circuit
My lifes a movie and i dont wanna reverse it
And i got bad broads that look like nurses
And i got a plug yeah his names curtis
Where you sevens asking if you ever heard this?
On the beat and i just really murked it
In the dark yeah where im lurking
Invader zim yeah i became a urkin
Yeah yeah thats for certain
You dont even know what you learning
And your never ever gonna scratch the surface