Ghost and ghouls and creatures unknown
Are not what make a haunted home
You´ll come to find you´re just alone
And all these demons are your own

At this rate, I might just die next
Hold up, let me digress
Why these bitches always want you more when you try less
Street dreams
Seen my life bubblin´ in the Pyrex
I´m talkin´ money, you can´t even speak my dialect
Gibberish
Funny how this money made me frivolous
You bitches sick, probably why Capone died from syphilis
Ridiculous
How the fuck you trickin´ with your stimulus
I´m livid, but I give ´em what I´m livin´ with the vividness

Just bein´ brown will get you blacklisted
Especially when you can rap gifted like last Christmas
Talkin´ fishscale, but they catfishing
I pack bricks in the back benches of black Benzes
Feds act vicious, I snap, they snap pictures
I´m back, bitches
This wack system fronted on me ´cause they lack wisdom
Fuck a wave, this a baptism
Hero/Villain, that´s my last victim
Yeah