[Verse 1]
Will I ever be sane? Never
Even my birth certificate is an apology letter
I partially decided retirement but y'all always ask for more
I’m thinking that I may be indecisive, but I'm not sure
?nail? you like my family members that I don't want to speak to
And I’m jealous of whoever had the pleasantness to never have to meet you
Puerto Rico, the read on my cerebral's a cathedral to convince angels and people transparency and be believable, God be like "I swear to Chino"
Sign sealed to deliver with a straight razor, the face breaker
Farmers hire me, everything I've ever created is a haymaker
Even if my voice was ho(a)rse, unstable and shaking
Lines that I've made famous could feed equestrian fleet spanning a thousand acres
Your lacerations and disfigurement's just for light cappin'
And your mirror-mirror-on-the-wall reflection asking "what the fuck happened?"
Linguistically remove the word "Chino" from your tonsil and mandible
And fuck sign language, keep my name out of your hands too

[Chorus]
Can you do it? - I'm not gon' be able to do
Stop being angry? - I’m not gon’ be able to do
Care if you hate me? - I'm not gon’ be able to do
Be a little less crazy! - I'm not gon' be able to do
Can you write basically? - I'm not gon’ be able to do
Talk to a fed agency? - I'm not gon' be able to do
(Who's better than you?)
Leave my impressions like a crucifix
Jers to Cali I'm on my Double-X-Posse-Shit
[Verse 2]
I'm drunk at a bar in Barcelona, got bars and I'm a loner
I never profit off of the culture
I'm quoted when at a Target and marketed photo
Until Mars attacks for any marsh to Martian quota
Jersey to Cali soldier, marching into heaven
With a veteran weapon stepping in with Ray Liotta
I'm allegedly just an older coward, I'm from the golden era
I'm pissed you're loving my leaks like you're into golden showers
Improvements on my modern persona, I probably could think of many
And I may be open to suggestions but I'm not taking any
I curse you with a burst and reverse it
Earth-shatter the curse for the first assertion
Charles' daughter's fortress in the mountains
Law enforcement's most hated person
My perverted church is wherever I lurk
And I press the pen to the pad
I'm the pope and I'm the grand exalted
Of being heard and referred
As the curdled disturbed Earth leader
Always keen yodeling, quoted berserk
Alphabet usurper serving the mystery merchant of verse
You are even soft more as a sophomore
Throw a suspect boy scout counsellor in the campfire like a raw s'more

[Chorus]
Can you do it? - I'm not gon' be able to do
Stop being angry? - I'm not gon' be able to do
Care if you hate me? - I'm not gon' be able to do
Be a little less crazy! - I'm not gon' be able to do
Can you write basically? - I'm not gon' be able to do
Talk to a fed agency? - I'm not gon' be able to do
Leave my impressions like a crucifix
Jers to Cali I'm on my Double-X-Posse-Shit