V1

Put the white tee on
Ash on it
Ain't ask for this
I ain't ask for the stache come in
When I was young
Now y’all asses wish
Y’all had hair on your chest
You feeling less masculine
Mack within
But pat ain't mack in a minute
Wonder if I’ll ever get at it again
I don’t wanna be a addict again
Sipping on liquor
Lead me to the baddest of ends
Can’t fuck with the fascist friends
Trying’ tell you how, what, this, that, when
I wanna do it my way
I don’t wanna do it your way
I been up since Thursday
And it’s Tuesday
So if I do say so I’m rest with my boo in her new place
On a new day wikset when it’s pressed
I won’t be mad at the bootleg means they impressed
Does it matter if I do pray
Or how much time I invest
Could they both matter less
Sometimes I don’t even know what to say
After the check check check

V2

My liveracting up
Old Pat gottapatch it up
I don't know about howaccurate
What I'm saying is
But I know that it'sfact as fuck
I spit math gottaadd it up
You spit trash gotta throw it out
Y'all don't know about
Amount of shit I've beenholding out
On you on them
What they goingon about
Nah they don't know aboutthe route
Wetookheshook
Youcould tell
Welookfor alookfrom anybody
They don't wanna give it so we give itto ourselves
Ain't no way in hell gonna end upon a shelf
Rap shit straight comedy honestly
Ashtray filled with big clips of the bombest weed
Don't know about you but I'ma take a hit
Cause I'm on in three I gotta make do
You expectmore
I expectto endure
On anything end upon my shore
If it wash up I'ma take one and I'mamake it plural
I'mado more