I feel shit, I woke up at the bottom of a pit
My lip's split, from beating myself up at every inch
I rip spliff, my friends are doing coke or tryna' quit
I hit the grit from the drink, more than enough to make you sick
I'm a prick yes, but I'm the sickest, self loathing little cunt in the business
In the cut with that icky-sticky bud in the rizz yes
Aye, kill the world, f*ck a whip that emits less
Live lax like beverly hills
From my evident skills
With some heavenly pills
Crush and sniff for the thrill
I stay killing like bill
Aim straight for your head and scream open the till, aye
They'll have to drag me off by the neck
Bell man, ring tone, cell phone I connect, aye
They'll have to drag me off from my set
Hell rose, ten toes, man what would you expect, aye
They'll have to drag me off by the neck
Bell man, ring tone, cell phone I connect, aye
They'll never drag me off with no respect
Hell rose, ten toes, man what did you expect, aye
Don't care what you think cos I don't think so
Jokes, that's a lie I care a lot but I won't tell though
Never been given a f*cking chance or a free throw
Worked my way from nothing, 17 and I still grow (still grow)
Shutting down the venue at my first show, aye
Why'd I make an album? Well I don't know
Maybe just to prove I put it work more than you bozo's
Been out in the cold for time, coming like Jon Snow
Don't you ever ask what's the vig, you know what it is
South east demons on top, lil' boy you ain't on piss
Bars too smart so they took me to a lobotomist
Now I'm so dumb but you still f*cking suck, you prick