[Intro]
My work here is earnest and maybe my fields aren't as fertile
But I've got a purpose
At least that's what everyone told me
When I was still learning just how to be normal
My head's always turning and tossing with thoughts far too often
I guess it's diurnal, I guess my life is a circle
Y'all want war, I don't need it
And either way, you gon' def be defeated
All the signs that they send, I ain't reading
Leave you paralyzed like a quadriplegic
Lucy telling lies, been deceiving
Lately I'm really conceited
Open my palms up to Jesus
Had a talk with the preacher
Dropped some bombs, Hiroshima

[Verse 1]
I was on the come-up, now my ass is coming down
I ain't got no one to trust and I been looking 'round
I been on a mission and I'm still shit outta luck
Told me "make 'em better" and we still be fucking up, yeah
And I don't even know what's worse
I'm just glad the wrong people didn't find it first, ya dig?
I been on my own from the first, ya dig?
I been all alone since birth, ya dig?
No one gonna choose me
If you a dick, then you prolly gon' lose me, baby
'Member when lil mami refused me, crazy
Plenty of women simply confuse me, maybe
I'm the one need to turn over new leaf, paisley
Money smelling like covered in blue cheese, waving
Wavy, stepping out dripping down to the socks
Then the opps stand in shock and they prolly gon' hate me
[Verse 2]
And I'm prolly gon' thank 'em
All my insecurities, you prolly gon' rank 'em
Walk in the picture and I'm stankin'
Smelling like success and a lil' bit of spray shit, yup
Baby girl, I pray you gon' say shit, huh?
Lil' hoe, I don't talk, I just make shit, uh
I'm an enigma, you just basic, yuh
Gun you down like GTA, wasted
Never had a moment just to breathe
I'm always running 'round
And I don't have no time to spend with me
I'm always in the town
Posted up in the mall
Coast to coast, I'm gon' ball
I'm not vibing with y'all
I'm on my own, I'm a wolf
With no pack, on my back, just my dick and my balls
And we sending it off, damn

[Verse 3]
If time is a circle, then I'm just gon' beat on your ass
Forward and reverse it
I'm less like a Winslow and more like an Urkel
But I'm stunting on purpose
Hop in the booth and I'm stomping on verses
Sending my enemies out in some hearses
Mommy don't wanna hear cursing, she's a good person
I'll take my words and disperse 'em
$1400 on you fucks, I put $170 up on these Chucks
CDGs immediately I'ma buck
You from the meadow, I came from the muck
You from the land, I came from where it end
You had your fans, I ain't even have friends
My life was looking like '88 Camry
Now I'm sitting pretty, whipping a Benz
Hold my phone and my shirt and my bag, I'm going off
Fuck a rubber, tear her panties up, I'm going raw
You sipping the juice, homie I'm drowning in the sauce
Boss man, I'm el jefe with this shit, I'm really Klaue