text: God, I aint got no time for conversations with your God
  This here simulation always twisted, its so fucked
  I know I lack patience, its a trait I’d wish would rot
  Stuck beside the faceless, swear to god, Ive had enough
  I gotta focus on me, told you I hold it discrete
  Im evolving controlling the speed
  They know that Scar is a beast
  Im revolving my thoughts for the cheap
  Stacks on me, tell you some facts on beats
  Got a few tats, in fact Im the last of the free
  LXRDMAGE gang till there aint no path on my feet 
  What you get when you mess with the best
  Say less, matter fact, take a guess
  Either way, either way, left with the rest
  Wont forget when you tried to gimme the kiss of death
  2017, tryna make sign a mess
  Now you motherfuckers couldnt catch up if I stopped to rest
  Best of luck I know you need it all Law
  Suited up and drowning in the wake of something you think you helped create
  Fuck the suppressants, dont need no prescription
  Im lifted enough on my tangled ambitions
  I killed myself so many times in the past
  I dont know who I am but Im still on the mission
  They hate pace when the pace gets great
  Leveled up a level just by hiding my face
  Show me your mental but theres a time and a place
  Creeping on the devil with a 9 to his face
  Did it all with a whole lot of work
  But I really gotta admit it a minimal effort
  Is needed to generate a hate or love
  That some of the most plaguing daily creators are treating
  As one in the same long as it’s keeping a name
  In the brains of the games
  Most dedicated donators, haters, lovers all the same
  What the fuck? Line them all up
  One by one, Ill slaughter them
  Let it fall to ash, let the hope pass
  Keep it in check with the foot on the gas, see it fly past
  Never been following rules, nigga, fuck that
  Im doing this shit with the gang, we cant fall back
  Put em under another one of the hundred and one thumbs
  Times up bitch, say anything
  Pick your poison, drink it up boys