Always stay ahead of haters, let ’em hate
But never let a traitor penetrate your circle
Separate yourself from those who try to pull you down
The real ones never stray, it’s sort of like Medusa (Yeah)
That’s how you stay ahead of snakes (Woo)
Emcees pull out gats, I don’t give a fuck how strapped
You’re gonna out-rap me? I doubt that
Please, bitch, I’m a house rat
These raps are ’bout that cheese like mousetraps
Earthlings, I adapt to ’em
Certain things, I don’t want to do, but have to in
Order to just act human
Like using a bathroom and vacuuming (Yeah)
Rapping in the booth in a triple fat goose hazmat suit
Bubble wrap and a mask too and
I don’t think that’s what they meant by trap music (Nah)
Running through ink like I’m tattooing (Yeah)