text: I wasnt shit until I told you Take 7 steps back
  Now these bitches throw my picture up and say that Im they dad
  Im the mac
  With a tendency to say just fuck it all and snap
  See deep down I think I give a fuck but its too late for that
  You might wanna think twice before you set a foot inside my show
  Im just sayin its a 50/50 shot at a broken nose
  Why promoters want to book me but they cant spell Ghoste?
  Yall forgot the E for every time I drop the room explode
  You should never misunderstand that I am always down to die
  And I know that I wont always feel that way if Im alive
  All these bitches wonder why
  I dont pay em mind
  Maybe cause its every time I see your mouth a rapper dick inside
  Run up in a valley in the belly of a psychedelic entity Im trippin like I got my shoe strings tied
  Im on the rise and now Im feelin like Im Edward Kelly, I
  Dropped out of college the knowledge I fathered through alchemy made me supreme
  Pretendin to be a disciple by quotin and postin up shit that you will never read!
  What if I told you that my soul made of solid gold?
  Would you cut me up and throw me in the rabbit hole?
  What if I told you I believe you but my Tommy dont?
  Pump your guts full of lead like Im Al Capone
  What if I told you that my soul made of solid gold?
  Would you cut me up and throw me in the rabbit hole?
  What if I told you I believe you but my Tommy dont?
  Pump your guts full of lead like Im Al Capone