Last verse:

After you heard the chorus you were like "that's all good"
Fuck your fake numbers, prescription glasses and your boat shoes

"you're so rude"
Yeah thats cause sometimes I gotta be
Cause when it comes to honesty
Im the fuckin anomaly

Rappers start rapping consciously
All of yourl are just pawns to me
Headache without the prodigy
God MC when I slaughter beats

Im real with it
Your life might be my meal ticket
So deal with it
My shows dope I steal business

That cold truths
Lets bring music to its old roots
Slow shoot
I keep it old school like phone booths

Chicks shaven their heads cause they saw it in the video
Really though
Even cancer patients be like silly ho
There he go
He's runnin of at the mouth still
You rappers ain't thugs
You dont know how the drought feel

These labels selling idiots a million dreams
We slave to get paid
Cause we real as can be
Its Merk