[Intro]
Follow me, look at me
Rest in peace X, first and foremost
Look at me
Ayy

[Verse]
I don’t get it, but I’m trying
Everybody get in line
Everybody really die for six-figure jobs and full-figured wives
Putting a scheme together is exercise, but I’ve been inclined
Putting a team together is easy to say, but harder to find
Crucify your favorite artist, watch their worth double through the black market
I ain’t no liar, but neither a judge or no god, I ain’t in that department
I’m cut from a cloth that’s cut from [?], a couple of bars that comеs with the conscience
Mr. Cosby, tеll the audience how you made it easy to swallow
Is sex addict worse than meth addict
We all laughed at the punchlines
Like R. Kelly at the pep rally
Like hot damn it he kept at it
Seems like we the best at it
Joe Paterno with the step back and
Mike jacket with the glove matching
Miseducation of the X-factor
Talk to your brother, your partner, your uncle, your papa, your cousin, your step-daddy
Have a discussion about the depression, the trauma, the ways that it crept back in
I met a couple of women that let it go down for a couple of guest passes
I know more men that wanna be a guard and they infatuated with trespassing
I’ve been watching Dexter lately
Start to get the hunch that maybe
Things ain’t always how they may seem
Hide your bone behind the A/C
Look at me, fuck with me
Look at me, you stuck with me
Misery loves company, but my loneliness is high functioning
I got homies who sipping lean, but that really isn’t my cup of tea
I can’t help but wondering what the fuck my demons really want from me
Fuck with me, come for me
You can call it what you want
The skeletons in our closets, but I put bodies in the trunk
I could body every song cause everybody hiding something
Everybody hiding something