[Chorus]
The whole game is full of dumbasses (dumbasses)
Bitches who don't know shit 'bought what rap is ('bout what rap is)
They glorify the drugs that keep them passing (Skrt)
Bitch i'm tired of you rappers now its time to take action (Yah)

[Verse 1]
Every time
I get on the internet
There's another song about ya'll popping pills
Molly, Xan, and fucking Percocets
Ya'll made the perfect set of thrills to get you killed
You wan't to keep your vision blurry
You'll be dead by the time that you're 30
What?
You in a hurry to be buried in a field?
Whats the deal with you little inconsiderate hypocrytical cynical
Bitches spreading a message that kills?
Lil Pump ain't nothing but a fucked up chump
That lucked up 'cause he's got no musical skill
Ya'll like his producer, the dude that moves you away from the shit that he spills
Everybody hears the music and they love it
But nobody listens and that shit is surreal
'Cause ya'll say rest in peace Peep
But there ain't a peep
When spitting about the shit that put him down 6 feet
For real?
You feel the music he deals?
I will not conceal the way that I feel
He claim he's an addict that has a bad habit
Of smashing crack until he passes out
Or takes a nap and wakes up laughing
Acting like its natural
Matter fact its actually bad and wack
Like every track he raps
You wan't some crack
I'll crack your ass to rehab
And see that your trash
I know I've probably lost every single pump fan
With my syllable killing ability but understand
I'm a man with a plan that has a love for music
And I can't stand when rappers take drug abuse into it
Enough with these movements
They dumb and there foolish
Shut up what your doing
Discuss something new
And become a better dude
That something you should do
Before I lose my cool and
Let loose in the booth (wow)
Ima show you how to live life (how)
Donate to a charity don't think twice
Maybe ride a bike
Or fly a kite
Spend a quiet knight
Under the sky, and watching stars go by
Buy a Sprite
Put the lean to the side
Clear your mind instead of getting high
If I hear another song about you poppin' pills
I'll pop up with my possy
Put a pause on your rapping
And probably pop you in the jaw with a baton
Then move on to make you gone
Like Lebron in Cleveland
Pleading you'd quit fiending in your songs
And dog i'm all about getting hype spreading the positive vibes
But i'm not getting high
By living your life like your gonna die
And you should try to see your like through the eyes of sober guy
And then you might re-think your choice of getting high all the time
[Chorus]
The whole game is full of dumbasses (dumbasses)
Bitches who don't know shit 'bought what rap is ('bout what rap is)
They glorify the drugs that keep them passing (Skrt)
Bitch i'm tired of you rappers now its time to take action (Yah)