He won't have it , he knows his whole back's to these ropes It don't matter, he's dope He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stagnant that he knows When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's Back to the lab again yo
The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gaping This world is mine for the taking Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is boring, but superstardom's close to post mortem It only grows harder, only grows hotter He blows us all over these hoes is all on him