PICTURE PERFECT, I PAINT A PERFECT PICTURE
FAT, WHITE, DRESSED STUPID, LONG HAIR UP IN THE MIXTURE
POSTED IN A LAWN CHAIR WITH A SWISHER
SIP A LITTLE BIT OF LIQUOR AND LISTEN TO AL GREEN
I'M GOIN BACK TO SPACE
BIG ON MY OWN PLANET WHERE I STACKS THE PAPES
I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING, I'M A BASKETCASE
NOW TELL ME WHERE THE PARTY'S AT SO I CAN SMASH THE PLACE
MOTHAFUCKA IN A MASK & CAPE
TEAR IT OFF SO EVERYBODY SEES MY GODDAMN FACE
IN A FLASH DISAPPEAR WITHOUT A GODDAMN TRACE
YEARS LATER, REAPPEAR, MUSTACHE, SUNGLASSES
EYES LOW UNDER A BALL CAP IN SOME FAR OFF PLACE
ARMS CROSSED IN THE SHADOWS OF A BAZAAR
HEAR THE FAMILIAR SOUND OF A SQUADRON IN MILITARY CARS
NOT VERY FAR, NOW I'M TURNIN GREEN, SHIRT RIPPED FROM MY GROWIN ARMS
I'M JUST GOIN ON, I'M NEVER GOIN OFF
THE FUCKIN CHAMPION, AT THIS POINT I'M JUST SHOWIN OFF
THE ONLY WAY YOU'D GET MY ACCOLADES IS IF YOU BLOW THE BOSS
WHICH IS ME, SO I GUESS IT'S NOT A TOTAL LOSS
PUT A MOTHAFUCKA IN THE COBRA CLUTCH
HUMILIATE HIM AND ON TOP OF THAT I STOLE HIS LUNCH
PUNCH HIM IN THE STOMACH WHILE TWO BIG RUSSIANS BOTH HOLD HIM UP
I AIN'T SELLIN RECORDS BUT I'M RAPPIN LIKE I SOLD A BUNCH
WHOLE TEAM EATIN LIKE WE IN THE FUCKIN HUNGER GAMES
... I'VE NEVER SEEN THE HUNGER GAMES
I SHOULD PROBABLY SWITCH TO ANOTHER NAME
BUT I STILL THINK I'M JOEY Z & I DON'T REALLY WANNA CHANGE
NAW, ALWAYS BEEN A FUCKIN PAIN
SMOKE GOOD WEED BITCH, THAT'S MY FAVORITE FUCKIN STRAIN
MIND SHARP LIKE A RAZOR REPLACED MY FUCKIN BRAIN
I DON'T TALK TO YOU RAPPERS 'CAUSE I THINK YOU'RE ALL FUCKIN LAME

I'M THE SHIT SO FUCK WHAT YOU THINK
BUT IF YOU THINK THAT I'M THE SHIT TOO THEN LETS GO GET A DRINK
YOU CAN TALK ABOUT MY RAP, HOW IT'S YOUR FAVORITE SHIT TO SING
AND HOW YOUR DAD TELLS YOU TO TURN IT DOWN BY 10:15, RIGHT?
I'M SO TIGHT, ADVERTISE MY SHIT LIKE "HE DON'T KNOW HIS OWN MIGHT!"
DON'T PASS ME SHIT, I BROUGHT MY OWN MIC
AND I'MA HOLD IT THE WHOLE NIGHT, SO HOLD TIGHT
ONLY WRITE MY RAPS IN ALL CAPS & BOLD TYPE
ME & YOU AIN'T EVEN IN THE SAME LEAGUE
WE DON'T COMPETE
SNEAK IN WHILE YOU SLEEPIN N LEAVE YOU LEAKIN BENEATH YOUR SHEETS
WE DON'T SPEAK TO POLICE, DON'T EVEN ASK ME
STAY CLASSY, ONLY CUFFS INVOLVED IF I'M DOIN THE NASTY
GARBAGE ASS RAPPERS, ALL THESE YOUNG WHITE ASPIES
BLOWIN UP MY FUCKIN MESSAGES, "YO COLLAB G?"
NO
WE CAN ONLY SPEAK IF YOU'RE DOPE
IF YOUR FLOW'S ON POINT AND YOUR SPEECH ISN'T BROKE
IF YOUR BEATS AIN'T A JOKE
YOU DON'T CHOKE AT THE SHOW
MEET THOSE REQUIREMENTS, INQUIRE AND I'LL STILL SAY NO
'CAUSE YOU STILL AIN'T ME, AND I'M THE GREATEST
TELL ME I'M THE BEST AND I'LL TELL YOU THAT'S UNDERRATED
FUCK WHAT YOU SAYIN & FUCK WHERE YOU STAYIN
I ONLY SPEND MY TIME IN ROOMS LOOK LIKE THE FINEST IN VEGAS
YES, YOUR SIGNIFICANT OTHER'S ENTIRE PLAYLIST
AND YOU AIN'T GONNA DO SHIT BUT STAY PISSED
I NEVER AIM BUT I AIN'T MISSED
EVERY STRAY HITS
GO APESHIT OVER BASS KICKS
NO FAKE TRICKS
THIS IS BASED SHIT
SO THANK THE BASEDGOD
GET A DAY JOB, RAPPIN AIN'T YOUR GAME, DOGG
I KNOW THAT'S PROBABLY DIFFICULT TO HEAR BUT STAY STRONG
IT AIN'T YOUR FAULT, BLAME YOUR PARENTS, YOU WERE MADE WRONG
SPIT FLAMES LIKE I'M PLAYIN WITH NAPALM
STAY CALM, I'MA SAVE THE DAY, JUST HANG ON
ALREADY WON THE MATCH BEFORE THE BELL RANG
ALL WHITE MARBLE TILE FLOOR LOOK LIKE THE CELL GAMES