Got no life, I just sit on my throne
Wear the mask if I talk on the phone
I don't care if it's right or it's wrong
Could get ratchet and reach for the pole, wait
Weh the bloodclat do you?
Siddung, siddung
WNDWS
Sca, aye, give me a shot!

Got no life, I just sit on my throne
Wear the mask if I talk on the phone
I don't care if it's right or it's wrong
Could get ratchet and reach for the pole

I'm not sharing my mind or my goals
Sippin on gin till I throw up and pour
I'm so sick of the people involved
When it comes to the ghost I'm a pro
I'll show my face on the Forbes list
They threw the hate and I caught it
I might go buy a new fortress
Living legend going all in
Given confessions to the corpses
Spill more blessing of that raw shit
I remember being poor kid
Had to sleep wooden floor shit

Real bruh nigga shit, kick me out
on my fucking house back then
Now look, acres, I can't see my neighbours, I have acres
Aye, aye, move

Mask off, raw face
Now I'm really bout to kill it
Blast off in space, far away from all you niggas
Oh god, your grace, you refer me as a villain
Oh stop, disgrace, no dissection, that's my feelings

Got no life, I just sit on my throne
Wear the mask if I talk on the phone
I don't care if it's right or it's wrong
Could get ratchet and reach for the pole, wait
Does it count if I've said it before?
I like killing these tracks when i'm bored
Leave them stunned with their jaws on the floor
Take a break and then give them some more

You're a dick, oh my god
Scars shit, he should stop
Oh bitch, suck my cock
You're skint, I'm not
All these bricks turn to rocks
Shut your shit, get a job
I'm the king, I'm a god
Big ego, bigger now

Got no life, I just sit on my throne
Wear the mask if I talk on the phone
I don't care if it's right or it's wrong
Could get ratchet and reach for the pole, wait
Does it count if I've said it before?
I like killing these tracks when i'm bored
Leave them stunned with their jaws on the floor
Take a break and then give them some more

You're a dick, oh my god
Scars shit, he should stop
Oh bitch, suck my cock
You're skint, I'm not
All these bricks turn to rocks
Shut your shit, get a job
I'm the king, I'm a god
Big ego, bigger now

"Down inside the tube are tiny glands
that produce a nectar. "
That was uncalled for