Bitch we all stars in the dope show
Teenage demon, black clothes, and some gold ropes
You say you go, but you dont flow
They think they know, but they dont know
Flowing too heavy
Bout to overflow
I dont do drugs
I just over dose
Graveyard god
Marble head stone
 young white pimp gone too soon
I swear Im too smooth 
All my life 
Gold cuff link 
With the alligator shoes
One, two, bones coming for you
Fresh off of three four blunts Im up on your stoop
Knock knock open up, but they wont let me in
So I huff and I puff blow that motherfucker in
Posted outside of the inn makin ends fuckin meet
 Ill cut your ass up put an end to your 
Leave you down on your knees face down in the street
Snap back to reality
Im gone with the breeze
All my life Ive been better than all these rappers
Matter of fact I aint rapping
Just a corpse inside a casket 
All my life Ive been way better than these rappers
Matter of fact I aint a rapper just a corpse inside a casket 
Dont wake me up
Bitch dont wake me up 
Bones in the casket
Dont wake me up 
Dont wake me
Bitch dont wake me up
Bones in the casket
Dont wake him up