[Verse 1: Jay J]

I don't go outside either/
Why enter church/
If it's occupied by demons/
Am I thinking sacrilegious?/

Maybe I'm just being open minded for the children/
Every bar I spit another reason why you livin'/
You a chip off the block/
I'm a new block of buildings/

Take the scissors to the paper/
Just to let you n***as know that I ain't rocking with your fucking antics/
Even when the music stops/

I promise you will feel it/
Watch us on your TV box/
And see us make a killin'/
Am I talking literal?/

Am I gettin' lyrical?/
I say I'm not a rapper/
Do you buy the shit I'm feeding you?/
Am I just another person, insane and delusional?/
If this was a job, am I right for the interview?/
Could I be the next story teller who relates to you?/
Even if you're Black, White, Hispanic we all animals/
I just want to take my pockets to big from meniscal/

Let that beat ride for the interlude/
Nope bring it back like that/
I cut these hoes off quick when they getting too attached/
While you bitching in the stands/

Watch a n***a run laps/
Then I bring you to a chamber where these n***as get gassed/
N***a I'm a pirate, I will tie you to a mast/
Bad storms ahead, It's a chilly overcast/

I'm the eye of the storm/
We gon fuck up some land/
My n***as hear this like yeah/
That's that gas/

[Verse 2: Mikrofone Rob]

[Verse 3: Play]