What?
Fucks wrong with you, dont get along with you
Wont hit the dope, get in a car or on a song with you
Dont like the way that you move, cant fuck with what you do
Since SESH is always number one, its always fuck you too
Im still under the ground, still movin the truth
You couldve dropped a million songs, still never heard a tune
Slither through the gloom when the moon has bloomed
We all know somebody that click-clack kaboom
Im soon to assume you ready to be doomed
Before I even touch you, you already turned blue
First sight damage, on cant ban it
If the world is yours then I own multiple planets
The highest of the standards, the lowest of hopes
Im in the house at the top of the hill filled with ghosts
Scratchin at the wall, floatin down the hall
Waitin for a visitor to let me haunt
I dont squeeze Glocks to put em in the truck
I just make sure that they never wake up 
I dont squeeze Glocks to put em in the truck
I just make sure that they never wake up