yo speakin through the holy ghost inside of me i m more than your average bag of bones fuck anatomy average joe shmoes wanna know how i keep it up i rap like a cold pizza bitch i heat it up keep the fire lit with the gasoline i spit rip the shit leave it in the graveyard that s my shift got cold bring the haters on like some sheep in a herd oh you came to my shows because your friends but you know all my words still pitchin like i m randy killin pigeons my religion is the difference between me and you it s nothin inner visions of self progression i d rather be number one before i even consider thinking about settling when i pick up the mic and spill out the heart in my chest i m expecting to hear the fans middle fingers up to the rest chemicals in my brain let me get past all of you lames the only reason that you re mad is because i am not the same if you ain t bout it then you hatin then you probably ahead of me haters on my dick but they still wanna be my frenemy talkin all that garbage but still tryin to be a homie you re a phony and i ain t bout that shit he s not my homie homie s phony great friends are actors lots of snakes in the grass but they re still not a factor i chop em up i cut em up while riding on my tractor the fact of the matter is it really don t even matter as a matter of a fact i feel relief from my bladder pissin on you pissin off and i never felt gladder never lookin back at haters as i climb up this ladder stayin grounded yet elevated while haters feelin sadder people love having conversations bout people that aren t even present and they quick to judging act like if they have more intelligence but i tend to tell it like it is bullshit is irrelevant keeping it one hundred seems to be their favorite negligence that s why i m doin forty outside of your residence talk out the ugly man tell those hoes i m a skeleton some so called friends are just really your enemies call them bitches are frenemies and they have hoe ish tendencies if you ain t bout it then you hatin then you probably ahead of me haters on my dick but they still wanna be my frenemy talkin all that garbage but still tryin to be a homie you re a phony and i ain t bout that shit 