I’m about to shock you all an make you debate that Eminem’s not god I know he’s gonna prove you wrong so go ahead and move along and if you ever hear this song go ahead and hit the bong that line was just for cheech and chong

We’re higher than god smoking the bong
Don’t know if we’re right or we’re wrong

Well tell me when this judges water
Makes you all realize we are smarter ever since I learned to potty I knew I was Illuminati yeah you caught me go ahead and convict me the fact that you ain’t even with me makes me believe you all are pussies wetter than the way Bobby left Whitney so go ahead and spread your legs y’all are gonna get fucked for days I hope you know I’m coming than these 808s now hold that thought cause what I’m about to say I already know gods about to try to take my freedom of speech away
This songs already projected to break the news make the front page as one of the most controversial projects ever made to this day fuck it let them put me in my grave to be honest I wish the Unabomber stayed around a little longer so I could’ve opened up a package from Ted Kaczynski go down in history idolizing the man who killed me I hope you know for a while I was walking a thin line but now I crossed that bitch and I hope y’all trip hey man you’re famous fuck y’all you can’t say shit think I made it after this I won’t make shit Ima serial lyricist highly functioning autistic kid that might be psychotic just a little bit i’m an overly exuberant highly achieving greatest nobody to ever live I might of fell off but I came back sorry I fell asleep on yo lame ass oh I can’t rap I guess I’m Hunter Biden I’m at the White House and you’re not invited I’m to busy snorting cocaine trying to fuck the press secretary after this if I don’t make the watch list I’m gonna call the FBI make them inform the CSI and notify the NSA oh no my phones gonna be tapped for days I bet if I throw it away I’ll have drones surveilling me everyday fuck it y’all wanna know what’s on my mind I’ll tell you oh that I sit here everyday and think to myself that I want Epstein to get fucked like Jeff Dahmer (“hi my names Jeff” meme) oh no he’s a goner I hope I don’t have to hear about him any longer

Ima big time bully I gots to be the bully y’all gotta hear my story and y’all can go ahead and harass me in the morning the fucked up part is I don’t even got a booth and I’m recording but the fact of it is it doesn’t matter I’m gonna make the whole world look like a bitch while my pockets getting fatter jokes on you I don’t give a fuck about that silver platter cause if I had a record label this song would’ve went platinum fuck it go ahead and block my views y’all gonna make me blow my fuse i’m gonna be a billionaire business outlaw shout out the Business Outlaws


I’m an Outlaw hey Don Julio let’s make a movie bro where I get blacked out and crash my car into somebody wearing a satanic robe hop out and get dressed all up in his satanic clothes
What I’m about to do you’ll never know hey illuminati, let’s have a meeting yo only thing is you gotta get your own robe and if we don’t like your story we’ll end up taking yours right now I’m at the gas station putting gas in my flame thrower telling myself I’m a genius and I no longer need a lawnmower
Oh no I need a ride cause I’m ubering all the time all because when I crashed my car that person died and I got a dui and now
I’m in the cash cab and they tried asking me if Eminem will ever be this ill again I thought I’d phone a friend hey Eminem how bout you fill em in