You sheeple worry 'bout the wrong things
You tryna build a buzz for lightyears
Meanwhile the fight's here and you lost aim
Santa Claus didn't let up on the reins
When he saw three ho-ho-ho's he went to go claim
You never getting rid of me like a stain
I'm The Master I see through my subjects like The Strain
Have them group dive if they get compromised
Cross your eyes, fingers, whatever you think it takes to survive
Left alive will be the ones who would strive to see the sun
Do or die, the deed is done, heat is high and we have won
Three to none, beat it son
Best thing for you is to plead and run
Find a gun, find a nun
Kill yourself dead and then have her bless the body
Better yet just use a shotty
See what I did there? Illuminati
Open my eyes
So I can see
What you see
In me
Enlighten me to the ways of the old
Back when currency was backed by gold
Back when children did what they were told
Back when society had a soul
O, propriety was the goal
Now it's turn up and don't trust these hoes
I don't give fuck about nothing no
Since I was a pup I could tuck and roll
You bitches can't touch me I'm fucking swole
Indominus Rex with a pop of my pecs I'll be locking up Ness in a biodome
Tell Kanye West I don't ride on chrome
I'm not tryna flex just find my zone
I feel I do best when I'm by my lone
Some people resent me, when I get on
They gon' try to repent but imma be gone
Imma be gone
Imma be gone
Imma be gone
Like I took one too many L's to my face
But imma always be in first place
O, oh, ohh, oh, oh-oh
O, oh, ohh, oh, oh-oh
O, oh, ohh, oh, oh-oh
O, oh, ohh, oh, oh-oh
Open my eyes
So I can see
What you see
In me
Em ni
Ees uoy tahw
Ees nac I oS
Seye ym nepo
Gone