[Verse 1: VAGUE]
Walk-in through the trenches, with branches without the leaves
Just like my fuckin' roots that’s all full of lies and deceit
On me
Confidin' in the devil, make ’em bleed
On me
Obey the serpent’s orders, take a knee
You’re not free
Gonna get fucked up, drown in whiskey that JD cup
Always on another level, 'cause I never settle
While we stayin' our grind, damn we really need a medal
Give a fuck on what they say, lettin' these haters hate
Readin' up on all this rage, so why they sleepin' on my gang?
It’s obvious that these rappers are mad 'cause they can’t be us
Your stupid fuckin image, with lyrics that’s dumb as fuck
If you think you the real slim shady then please stand-up
If not sit the fuck down, 'cause you a fuckin' punk

[Verse 2: AC]
Rappers always talk about cash, but never wanna wanna act, when they see that gat
Fuckboy, you don’t want no gas, break your skull wide open it, crickety crack
Home run with that baseball bat, angels and demons still follow my path
And I don’t know how to act, 6+6+6 equals psychopath
I’m the finest of my breed, that indecisive murderer
I know that y’all have hear heard of us
Fuck your favorite rapper, they all just chumps
Grippin' on that pump, pumpin' slugs in that bitch lil pump
Gucci Gang ass bitches can fuckin' die and rot in the mud
This is UAV, fuck my life, I'm finally free, preaching real life tendencies
Suck a dick if you ain’t with me, 'cause I only bleed that real shit
It’s that UNAVERAGE GANG up in my blood, this is my tales of the crypt and it’s only love
Hoping the earth gunna flood hoe