[Verse 1: soap.]:
Soap ain't been nothing to play with
Running up I ain’t evasive
Hopping up out of a spaceship
Boy I'm alien high while I lane switch
Hit 150 and face it
We could die any day so I take shit
Kill it all, as it come never stress bitch
Why you stuck in the past I'm on next shit
Got the game in a wrap tlike necklace
While you hanging upon it like pendant
I been pensive penning my misery
Whipping these words while I’m sitting on similes
Sicker than a dog and I'm often epitome
Of an intolerable problem I'm bridging thesе gaps
Minimal bitchin I'm been in my bag
Fuck the complaining you praying for cash
And you painting these picturеs where you ain't fault
Stop it's take ownership over results
On top of the world and I'm looking at them
With a bag fulla smoke I need 50 on 10
Full tank of the gas I got wicked intent
And tense past life I was drippin in dread
Distant intense different and dead
Feelings been gone cause my heart is entrenched
In the trauma im taller than it in the end
Ain't been a drawing it’s real as it gets
[Bridge: soap. & $LOTHBOI]:
Real as it gets boy we fucking with death
Ain’t been a drawing it ain't been a sketch
Riding with homies its cult to the end
Ain’t been a follower ain't been a fed
Filthy will kill me I'm choosing my death
Fuck with my brothers your life on the fence
The cult is the life and CULT IS THE END

[Verse 2: $LOTHBOI]:
Ops be chasing they ain't catching up
We be rising fast while they be catching dust
We ain’t give a fuck they try to copy us
They be fake as fuck so they could never, yuh

Really racked cans with the homies cuh
And I ran fast cuz em piggies dumb
Really threw hands when I needed them
Know the homies tuff we ain't need a gun

Yuh

I been the walking path of my making
Fuck the confines of society, baseless
Broken foundation
Cause deprivation
It be just so fucking sad in the matrix
So I be leading a wave of creation
Forming a cult that was founded with mavens
Bitch we gun break
Start termination
FREE ALL THE SHEEP FROM THE WOLF THAT IS NATION

[Bridge]:
Real as it get boy we fucking with death
Exit the planet won't catch me again
Riding with homies its cult to the end
Come out the cold n we conquer your trends
Filthy will kill me I'm choosing my death
Fuck your whole game up, I'm flipping the set
The cult is the life and CULT IS THE END

[Verse 3: YTD]
Bitch you dont know me oh so clueless, I don't care about myself
All that shit that you be talking got me thinking bout my health
Am I good or I'm ight
Guess I'm sipping on this pint
Got me feeling fucking slow
Because I'm fucking outta light, fuck…
People be talking an looking with stares, oh
Smoking my dope wit a bottle of gin
Tell me my death from my bottle again, oh
There is no way I can drop it again rush