Try tossing me in the fire I use my instant transmission
Devil all in my ear but I promise God, I won't listen
I just made a prediction, restrictions is only mission
And he kinda persuasive, I’m falling for every trick and I'll-
(Fuck you Satan, you got me!)
Now I count on religion, my mama and all the Christians
To keep me from constriction, I'm victimized and vindictive
Lucy must’ve forgotten, I swing that Christopher Wallace like fuck a goon and a goblin
What the fuck is my problem? Professor, the paper blank
Trynna cast Major Payne, watch me turn into Damon Wayne
Snipe em, I'm David Blaine when I wet em, I hold my breath like I had an oxygen tank
In my hands and strapped to my chest
It's a Kamikaze collectible, I'm the bomb undetectable
Straight as heterosexual, outerline with the federal
Columbine, get the medical, this electrical pedestal
Only idolize it if you can find it acceptable
But if I'm acting up and it's blasphemous, you don't have to trust
Holla!
We know the drill when n***as start masking up
In the back of trucks, you can find your mom in the blackest tux
Cremation, creation, we had to turn em to ash and dust
We ate since we was remaking the earthquake till it's cracking up
You might ask me why, my reply is that I don’t lack enough
Now I got him dying, he lying inside of a casket shut
Or an aqueduct, when he heard the quack, man he had to duck
It’s like you in traffic stuck, say "arrive" but can't back it up
If I see an enemy in the crowd, imma clap em up
I think they finally feel my presence so imma wrap it up
I come from the 816, the bottom but that’s whats up
Bendorf Elementary, till my family packed it up
And moved from south to Vegas, where I had to make a fast adjust
9th grade, give the suburban kids what they asking for
10th grade, .38 in my jacket I had to tuck
11th coming up as if 7th wasn't just bad enough
Now I got the blood on my hands, I feel like I'm Dracula
I don't really bang, see the gang I claim come from Africa
I just know the color better be white when yo flag is up