This ain't a game for making some friends, they're faking it This is a game that breaks up relationships This is a game that's full of snakes, traitors and people that chase fame for the sake of it And to play is to pray like a satanist Record labels and radio stations hate my *** Kinda ain't the kid that you wanna play Cause I may be sick, may be twisted Nah I'm only kidding, just play the disc I've been making hits like the math we get in the 80's since People hate but they're on my dick on the bitch though I've been a big ghost, you'll see fingerprints on your windows When the wind blows, slipping the hits like it's clitch code Twisted lingo, go and know for heads we're in limbo You think there's a rather ill as this, what a sick joke Sticking my finger up to the rich folk My mum has been working hard since the kids said we had piss broke And my dad is one of the greatest guitarists to live so Maybe I got that rhythm from him going to gigs I was a kid bro, listening to Ziggy never skipped notes I got major OCD and now I'm *** skid so Psychosis from smoking but still I rip cones Psychosis from smoking but still I rip cones Like what a *** show I rap for a waggle then I retire good late Snorting coke that's got me wide awake Sleeping patterned backwards like I'm trying to chase my dreams And it's my time but I just like them, wait That's hibernation cause I ain't giving a time or date But still I'll jump in any site for any place And I'll annihilate Leave your favourite rapper in silence They'll whack my day, forgot their rhymes I lost the mic I made Put Mr. Righty's phone in the microwave ***, I don't know what to say I don't know what's to go I don't know what's at stake I just go with the flow, no really I just go with the flow Start throwing the flow all over the place Got a poe that's afraid, I know that my flow scares You compare it to staring a ghost in the face Frozen in place, no hope of escape So beware, I'll be wary, not a moment to waste I feel alone like a Covid patient choking away Yeah, but still stay true to form I keep moving forward I've always been a loser So who'd have thought that I could do this It's Truman, my life's a movie or me and Taylor Streud And then she blew me like she was confusing my fuse with a human torch Yeah, he shoots, he scores Travelled a country where I'll soon perform So I've got to catch the plane, I'm due to board Get used to this, do the tour I think I'm more hungry than ever Now that's some food for thought They try to copy my flow as if I'm impressed I even bite my style, I follow the leader and Simon says The lengths I go to to get ahead are my rival steps It's so wild, it can't be measured in miles That type of metric that Americans design doesn't fit in my biometrics I write like Hendrick, suicidal with a slice of vengeance Revenge is sweet, I'm a diabolical diabetic Like Devlin, I step in the cypher then rip the mic to shreds If I make a mistake, will the night correct this? Every single rhyme and a sentence, my mind connects it Yeah, pour me a cup and then I'll ingest it Got that purple drink up in my intestines I'm excited and quite eccentric Let me find a pen just so I can flex this I'm trying to leverage a record deal with 24 karat Kev and the executives up at Warner at my expense But I just want a million dollars because my rhymes expensive Yeah, I ain't an atheist Meditate at the lake as I make a wish I wanna be the greatest rapper alive If you're not okay with it, then *** doesn't matter There's no debate in it, who would even try to decide the top 5 of the library? I don't make the list, that's my rightful place and I'm claiming this If I play my cards right, then I'll make it Just like a Miami Yugi, I'll be the king of games, so just praise for it you