(Verse 1)
There is no part of me left in my brain
I am outside it, man I can’t complain
I have seen so much you cannot contain
Or even create or even explain
F**kboy I’m wild as a buck in the rain
Wild as a fox who be running with rabies
Wild as that pedo that’s scoping your block out for months
Cause he’s planning to eat all your babies
Sorry I’m crazy, but I open my third eye
And the view is amazing
I mean popping them bars can turn blues into greys
And I say what I mean and I do what I say
Do you know all the things I could do in a day?
I’m prohibited, nia, I usually stay
With bi**hes whose daddies keep two in the safe
Cry for the kid til they’re blue in the face
Hop on the jet then I flew out the states
Laid on a beach with a view of my face
Considered suicide, I do that these days
I thought about what I could do with my grave
Google search how to make a grenade
Toggle my aim, scribble some names
Took a few breaths, blew out some steam
And I sent that s**t out and I blew up the game
(Chorus)
I am a little bit out of my brain
Man this s**t’s a problem, man this s**t’s a problem, man
I just threw, did you not understand?
That this s**t’s a problem, man this s**t’s a problem, man
I just rose from my ashes again
Defeat all my obstacles, feat all my obstacles
There is nothing that can’t hold me down
This sh*t is impossible, s**t is impossible, man
It’s impossible, man
Sh*t, sh*t, s**t is impossible, man
It’s impossible, man
Sh*t, s**t, s**t is impossible, man
It’s impossible, man
Sh*t, sh*t, s**t is impossible, man
(Verse 2)
I am a sickness, man I am a cancer
See, I know the devil, man I am his handler
You should not try it, man I have your soul
I really show you the realm of disaster
I am a junkie for f**king semantics
I smoke all the flowers, I fill out the pasture
I got my middle finger up to white America
But trying to whitewash my blackness
F**k you, you could never break me
What you mean, my ni**a?
Thought I told you I’m not human
I’m machine, my ni**a
Go brrratata, boom, bop, bop, bang, bang, bang, my ni**a
Think these honkies here don’t got us on no genes, my ni**a
When it all falls down, I’m a free soul
Now can’t nobody take that from me
Not a price in the world, not a diamond or pearl
Ain’t a lot that could take that for free
I am wild in the jungle with Tarzan and George
Chilling high in the trees with a bundle of whores
And I only come back home for fun when I’m bored
Bi**h, I’m made from the flowers, I just rose from the thorns
(Repeat Chorus)
