[Intro (Scratched)]
Yo, I'm your idol
I'm... your idol
Yo, I'm your idol
Your highest idol, numero uno—
Yo, I'm your idol
I'm... your idol
Yo, I'm your idol
Your highest idol, numero uno—

[Verse 1: Black Pegasus]
Look at me but hold your camera tight, this ain't candlelight
I'm a supernova and these cats ain't even satellites
Been flipping words before Vanna White was Vanna White
So don't say jack like Pat when I handle mics
This wheel of fortune; no, this wheels of fortune
When I die, I'm gonna leave my kids a million Porches
Got gas money that could fill up tanks
Will Smith, I let fresh prints fill up banks (Uncle Phil!)
I'm not a ghost, this isn't Halloween
When I get inside your girl's walls and make the bitch scream (Heh-heh)
You want beef? Well, we can battle for bucks
They know I hold the highest title like the cannabis cup (Hello!)
Seein' all these sellouts makes me feel scorned
But their career short lived like a stillborn
You can't be free attached to a ball and chain
'Cause nowadays everybody wanna ball and chain
So I went back in my hood like car parts
And became great overall like Carl Hearts
Heh, and I don't care who wants to follow me
And fuck social media, that shit's idolatry
[Break (Scratched)]
Yo, I'm your idol
I'm... your idol
Yo, I'm your idol
Your highest idol, numero uno—
Yo, I'm your idol
I'm... your idol
Yo, I'm your idol
Your highest idol, numero uno—

[Verse 2: Mr Biscuit]
Yeah, I'm passive-aggressive, so much that when P gets distracted, suggestion
I said, "Guess" 'cause I'm down for no reason like manic depressives (Uh-huh)
My people parish so I bared the Atlantic with weapons
To bring family back to this crowds like the Spanish oppression (Let's go)
Look, when I meet against you, you need to gents you
When I bring this pencil, rappers want less beef than the bulimic Hindu (Holy cow)
To keep it simple, I'm so equipped with strategic missiles
You wouldn't have a leg up but stripes if a zebra kicked you (Light bars)
You can leave this to a dude like me to be on this duty
They vegan, so when I say something meaty, they call it moody
You think I won't slap bucks of layman, claimin' he makin' bread
In preschool, I wouldn't take mouth off of a Mr. Potato Head
Moving y'all dimension is rude of you not to mention
I got sixteens barred like a juvenile detention, if, ah—
So I the dude like a Dog Snoop around the kitchen
In a Cadillac, drive like a Coupe without an engine, get it?
[Break (Scratched)]
Yo, I'm your idol
I'm... your idol
Yo, I'm your idol
Your highest idol, numero uno—
Yo, I'm your idol
I'm... your idol
Yo, I'm your idol
Your highest idol, numero uno—

[Verse 3: Madchild]
Yo, yo
If I ain't grindin' and workin' all the time, I'm bored as hell (Hell)
Back knotted up so bad, feel like a tortoise shell (Shell)
Weight of the world on my shoulders and on my back (Back)
Wheels are spinnin' in my head, burnin' rubber on this track (Arghh)
Your dead marks, I leave tread marks, you wouldn't dare it (No)
Formula one, James Hunt in the McLaren
Suicidal tendencies, do-or-die dependencies
Show attendances are going up, you're not offending me (Ha-ha-ha)
Suicidal killin' machine, verses villainous (Yeah)
The thrill of it with militancy
I am brilliant, I'm really in the lane of my own
Come from a place where people there don't talk on the phone
We don't dry snakes, bitch—their means are for fairies (Ha-ha)
Underground king, Colorado to the prairies (Yeah)
Feeling jacket, a rare level and daredevils
Attack a beat like on bears wrestle a clear message (Ayy)
[Outro (Scratched) & Madchild]
Yo, I'm your idol (Yeah)
I'm... your idol
Yo, I'm your idol
Your highest idol, numero uno—
Yo, I'm your idol
I'm... your idol
Yo, I'm your idol
Your highest idol, numero uno—