Take a walk through my catalog that nobody helped me design
Just when you thought you finally clipped my wings, you were helpin' me fly
Maybe my dark aura's reversed, maybe I fell from the sky
Can't let no play-both-siders blot out my vision, eye-for-an-eye
They want the truth intact, force me to shoot it back, left me a boobytrap
How cruel is that? Got me out in the corners where it get spooky at
Believe nothin' what you hear, fukkin' dummy for just assumin' that
Half of what you may see, common sense is rare and you losin' that
AR1 with the doofy strap, this'll supply the fiends
New, improved version of super crack, cruisin' back in the Beem'
I was destined to have a king since the pharaoh get moved to Queens
Crabs tryna stop each other, hard to be happy if one of us leaves
These suckers don't get to slap five, point, I've severed my rap ties
Death's a permanent black eye, rest in peace Wise and Fat Shy
Pockets fat as your last lie, allegedly I'm the bad guy
Probably don't like me anyway, lucky to see me pass by (Uh)