[Chorus]
Why in the fuck are you talking that shit on the internet
You ‘bout as soft as a pillow pet
Seeing you all on my timeline
Yeah, lil’ homie I’m not even finished yet
Yeah, you the richest alive
I got that shit even money can’t buy
‘Cause Bitch, I’m the illest alive
Pull up in a polestar and drive
I’m living one hell of a life

[Verse 1]
Ayo fuck a Tesla
Just like a Cybertruck window, you breaking up under the pressure
Homie it’s clear that you either insane or an alien
I don’t know which one is better
I think it’s safe to say that when you submitting a name
And then the state tells you that it’s gotta change
There’s probably something that’s wrong with yo brain
I see you in traffic, I’m swerving a lane
And fuck what you think, you just don’t understand the game
It ain’t all about fortune or fame
You can’t just throw money at shit and expect it to change
I’m liable to put all ya money to the flame
You boutta know my name, you made a mistake
I been spitting great since the age of eight
You been conning people ‘fore I was awake
I been running shit just like the head of state
You been smoking shit just tryna medicate
Hop on Joe Rogan ‘cause you need to validate
Hop in the octagon, bitch you a featherweight
Ima make you levitate on a center stage
Boutta turn a page in my book of rage
And my book of bars, you will not escape
I’ll be dissing fuckers ‘till I’m in the grave
[Chorus]
Why in the fuck are you talking that shit on the internet
You ‘bout as soft as a pillow pet
Seeing you all on my timeline
Yeah, lil’ homie I’m not even finished yet
Yeah, you the richest alive
I got that shit even money can’t buy
‘Cause Bitch, I’m the illest alive
Pull up in a polestar and drive
I’m living one hell of a life

[Verse 2]
Round two of the same song
No Fukushima, I drop bombs
You drop balls, you went long
Or like Bezos when he fell off
My come up is your downfall
Not just you, I mean all y’all
I mean Warren B, I mean Mark Z
I mean Jeff B, I mean all y’all
Yo, when’s the album drops? Next fall
Yo, where’s your girl? At the fucking mall
Hey, I thought you was rapping ‘bout chess? I was
So what happened? It snowballed
Got pussy bitches saying “Oh God”
Got fake friends in the backyard
Guess I’m the one chosen to roast y’all
Y’all waist money like no tomorrow
No fair share, was never paid
By anybody with a billion dollars
That’s straight facts, I won’t take it back
‘Cause I know it’s true so pay homage
And as much as you like to pretend that you care ‘bout environments
I know you lying ‘cause all of that bitcoin you mining
Been working to damage the quality air
And I’m tired of it, I been at war
Way more than I like to admit
With a pad and a pen and I’m out for revenge
Where should I begin? Been a long time coming
And I’m not even scared ‘cause I know I’m boutta win
Bitch I’m boutta blow up like a SpaceX rocket
Everybody want me to stay on topic
And flame this dude, that’s way outta pocket
Pulling all my energy, right out the socket
Wait, SpaceX ain’t no NASA
Every other launch is a fucking disaster
Self driving is being nice
It’s cruise control that’s changes faster
And all your workers are overworked
You a overlord in a polo shirt
I’m far from simple just like the game
And if you don’t get that I hope it hurts