[Verse 1]
I started rappin', now these bitches reachin' for my britches
I went ghost like Prince did and burned a bunch of bridges
Ralph all up on me, I'm a rapper, man
Toss the baggie like a javelin, I'll never go to jail
I'll probably go to Hell, I'm waitin' for the rapture, man
She told me that she used to fuck with bitches, that's a hasbian
Her name was Madison, she only wanna be a friend
But everytime she comes, I come too all on the abdomen
ACOT, spell it out for me (Spell it out for me)
And it better be with caps like I was shootin' back (Was shootin' back)
And you better come correct, I'm comin' for your neck (For your neck)
I'm comin' next so pay respect before I take a seat
Tell me how I did this shit without no fuckin' help
Look I'm by myself and holdin' up just like a fuckin' belt
Dumb fuck rappers snitchin' on themselves
I miss the way it felt when I was pushin'
I could taste the wealth
If I could then I would kiss myself
A pretty bitch, I'm feelin' somethin' like Longoria
Brown skin and I was born in California, gettin' bored of ya
This that Coney Island shit like I'm a warrior

[Bridge]
—have that
I'm searchin' for some other shit 'cause buddy, I'm beyond rap
I reach beyond that

[Outro]
We livin' in a fucked up place
With not much space and, uh
A war with race
So, check your face and, uh
So, change your views
And sing your blues and, uh
Man, fuck the news