Ayeeee its walter on the track
Tryna... tryna spit bars
So i can get outta hell
Haha, you know how it is
Ait here we go
Aye
You tryna fuck wit me and say i ain't real
Better cover yourself cause im aboutta steal
The whole mothafuckin rap game
And its all the haters is to blame
N***as say i use a voice changer
But its all cause theyre jealous of my bangers
Have you ever even been to hell?
You wouldn't wanna be there, well
It's full of reversed noises and mad demons
All they wanna do is drink your semens
They be in the back room sittin and schemin
Upon the wall they do be leanin

They say i can't rap but i stay on top
When you all hear this mothafuckin bop
You cannot come back from this man
You couldn't come back from it, try if you can
Struggle rap, struggle rap
Man you know this a struggle rap
Face is black, face is black
Man you know my face is black
I been born with this black old skin
From africa be my next of kin
And then you'll sit and shut up when
I turn you into nothing but a has been
You're jealous of my fame and my black skin
You don't know where this shit's been