I know who I am, and where I stand,
I am just a grain of sand getting washed from Gods hands,
I am nothing but a lamb in the great expanse,
An ape staring into space, so damn insignificant,
Primal on the vinyl, I am cro-magnificent,
Title after title cos I'm programmed different,
Dictate a flow that toe-tags dissidents,
No, my man, we don't go ham, listen in,
We go Jon Hamm, with the double M, triple threat,
Nice day, isn't it? Not for workaholics,
Open Logic, and work the program like an alcoholic,
Man, anybody fucking with P, I'll beat you like Tyson,
Beat Larry Homes out of love for Ali,
Suffa MC, tell me now, who wanna Suffa?
Want them nuts on your chin like Ponda Baba? Nuh-uh,
Listen, I don't wanna fall through the cracks,
Like some cigarette ash, on Scott Storch's keyboard,
So, let me bring it back to these tracks where we snack,
On these hacks, that's you all know me for, Ooft
Ooft, you'll get bodied in the booth,
I'm not worried 'bout a thing that you might say,
It goes, Ooft, God almighty, we the truth,
La-di-da-di-dow-da-de-de-da-di-day
It's just the way of man, staring up into the great expanse,
We've been making plans, howling at the moon until the day advance,
Taking out the trash, you're getting put in your place,
I keep one foot upon your throat the other foot in the grave,
So kill my vibe, I'm still alright, can't be stripped of the essence,
I've hit my strides signified but the vicious intentions,
Still they try to vilify and kill the progression,
Like a stripper inside a gift I'm trying to live in the present,
Ooft, we fight the madness we know,
It's sad your battling my shadow
When I've survived the baddest of both,
Dagger and cloak, bro I hope you die from gagging on smoke,
That's why I'm pissing on the fire you've been fanning your hope,
Sometimes I stop and wonder why conjuring something bothers others,
They aint gonna love you just to love you like Donna Summers,
We're conquerors brother, just drop the gun and,
Don't be so reckless, put down your arms like Ponda Baba
Ooft, you'll get bodied in the booth,
I'm not worried 'bout a thing that you might say,
It goes, Ooft, God almighty, we the truth,
La-di-da-di-dow-da-de-de-da-di-day,
Ooft, you'll get bodied in the booth,
I'm not worried 'bout a thing that you might say,
It goes, Ooft, God almighty, we the truth,
La-di-da-di-dow-da-de-de-da-di-day