[LYRICS]
Walking down the street
Momma, I ain't stomping on these twigs
I ain't here to hear you out about your grief
I'm about to breathe
Fire down upon you motherf*ckers
I abandoned those who once abandoned me
Talk about a stage
I'm a mediocre Shakespeare
Boasting through the waves - booling in the caves
Sitting in the same
Rotten spot you left me in
I ain't your f*cking puppet thespian, today
Rockets in the North
Kimmy finna blow it
Donny talking out his ass, and all all you n*ggas just support
Shoulder to the cold
Witness to the madness that unfolds
Hide the fear you feel by cracking f*cking jokes
Calling up the pope
Tell him we about to raid the Vatican
All your little secrets be exposed
You ain't dropping flames
Talking about a damn monopoly
Pockets thinner than my motherf*cking waist
What a f*cking waste
Aced the damn exams, but you ain't with it
Get it - there ain't sh*t to get