Verse 1 (PJ)
Since cousin Timmy been pushin I've been puttin poetry in motion/ Hopin to get a second look when I'm performin, more like Norman than normal/ Far from farmin, I'm foreign to these accolades, I act insane but I'm partly just carnal/ Every night and day with a life at stake, a vampire and I like the taste of sarcasm/ It seems we're all laughin til I shake the place and they all caspers, now they fall fashion is displayed at wakes, somebody call the pastor/ Maybe I should just change the pace enough to make it satan's theme/ A religious atheist to the pancreas and angry as two frantic devils, a massive level of anxiety I tried to be but at last this pencil gives me closure without a diary//

Chorus (PJ & Drex)
They don't understand right/
See they don't know/
They must think we just playin right?/
That's typical/
But while they thinkin this, we just kill em die slow/
Cuz it won't be long now, until everybody know/
We got that five mic status (repeat 4xs)
We some superstars boy/
yea the illest, yea the baddest, and it won't be long now til you see we got that status//

Verse 2 (Drex)
I've been busy tryin to make a name, for myself, tryin to make in the game/ I've been busy dealin with the pain,Said I've been busy tryin to stay sane/ It's been pourin down tryin to stay up out the rain, bang bang in the streets no Witherspoon, no this is not the Wayans/ This ain't tv, this is me, this is why I'm king/ This is why these other mothafuckas cannot stay the same/ Lyrics are sulfuric as acid burning your spirit, disaster a massacre to anyone who comes near it, hear it, fear it/ Tryin to catch up cuz I go go go, never catch up cuz they slow slow slow/ Chasin that cash cuz I wanna grab it, get at it build with it like play-doh but//

Chorus (Repeat)

Verse 3 (PJ)
Ya see I backs my shit up, with constipated conversation/ Kind of blatant when contemplating dominance, the livest nation couldn't tackle my ambition/ Bitches and dominatrix stand no type of chance, though I, like to dance, with no hesitation I step/ Maybe I'm just too anxious, I'm tired of waiting yet decline my statement to tell the world, yeah I'm the greatest I guess/ Now I'm debated amongst degenerates til heaven sends me some kind of angel in flesh, yeah whatever/ I love glory but the pain is better, sleet, hail, even hell I weather/ Any forte on a poor day to the court-case til the day I never see the sun *laughs*/ As I run to the bass drum, til fate comes and stops my reign, no better umbrella can phase em, yeah//

Chorus (Repeat)