Hol it up ×3 Guess all these demons are on to us U sleep with people i never trust My ego changing I gotta just Step my critics am proud of me I only huddle with honesty This game is breathing anxiety So I just deal with it privately I do not do the society If y'all are mad y'all can fire me Fire me Fire me The fact that wat this rap turned out to be Man I had to kill it with an shavel piece Thats the reason why ur niggas on a leash But my rapping putt em back to fucken ease Am a vegetarian but they got the beef I just fuck what's solid but got disbelief My music louder than a tunnel piece