Verse:
I'm up in my zone. High, plane flown. Smoke till I got down sydrum & down syndrome, you n*ggas can't be mee, you can't be a clone. Already done been the king and I got the throne. I done left Earth.. That mean I done left my turf, I gotta start somewhere else, see what I'm worth. Done picked up, I left, then I came back, rebirth. Young n*gga if you slippin I put yo ass on a shirt.. Hahaha.. I'll put yo ass on the dirt. Shootin sh*t like I'm Dirk. n*gga smokin purp. Now I'm smokin on purple p*ss, young n*gga don't ever diss, n*gga imma motherfuccin misfit.. And you know that I rep the 6ix!.. Yeah.. Then I'm wrapping up the bricks, do a magic trick with it.. Make the sh*t disappear. Put that sh*t in a b*tch rear, better take that sh*t overseas, take that sh*t to Cleveland we can play for the f*ckin Cavaliers... I'm higher than a chandelier. It's no man that I fear (nope) no man that I fear, cut off that n*gga ears.. WTF did he hear?