they smile when you see me doing bad/ I don't give a fuck im chasin bags/ they putting fingers talking bout my past/ but i could give two fucks if they mad/ cuz these rappers out here lookin like some drag queens wth happen to this rap scene/ everything i hear is so foreign/ their raps are puttin me to sleep/ cuz other songs sounds so borin/so I'ma stay ballin cuz im scorin/and I must say hi cuz I'm soariin so fuckem all no masterbate/ima leave they ass with a bad taste/they can have the party I just want the cake/cuz sometimes you got to make your own break/sometimes I pray for one like goodness sake/did not realize most these rappers fake/they couldn't be down even in a earthquake/they for the nursery rhymes f****** patty cake/don't make me turn into a monster like the rake/not everything I want I'm going to take/and if this life is checkers well then check make and if I want to take your b**** I'll get her wet lake/ these fools out here got up like they Ricky lake/well I'm out here feeling like the lone star state great