Check my swag
Check my controller
When I'm online
give me a holler

When I'm on that halo reach
we run it normandy beach
yeah me and my crew
we're no conor oberst fool

yeah thats a nod to lars
nerds bumping in our cars

I got that cool shit, collector's edition
shoot me down with words? you're out of ammunition
think you can see me get a damn prescription
I don't just rip mics, this is a demolition.

I'm so mint, I'm in a museum
My skills homie? I know you see 'em
You see Fizzy and you trying to be 'em
You pump my gas, my nerds writing theorems

Yeah homie and that for sure
I hit that floor like Pauly Shore
When I'm party gettin crunk
thats right baby I get straight drunk

I'm smooth like Lando
With a body like chewie
call me red five
make your shit go kablewie

Everyone see my style
now they wanna do me
your rhymes are sinking
and mine's a buoy

I think I made it clear
and I'm speaking the truth
You wish your game was mine
like i'm babe ruth
I grew up with it
you gotta do the time
I think about my past
everytime I right a rhyme

Drinking in the dark.
Trying to get my mind straight
but all I can think about
It was really late
I could hear her screaming
I tried to block it out
this isn't fuckin shit that i would lie about

This is true life
Yeah, real fucking talk
I can't handle this shit
So I lit one up and walked
These nights still haunt me
It went on for years
I never feel better
regardless of the beers

Drunk off the skyy
Hoping by the time i reach the bottom
everything thing will be alright
and I will have forgot him
But he still hunts me
Making me a speechless kid
Reminding me of all the things
that I supposedly did

Making my life a living fucking hell
but it don't compare
to what i get in the mail
Sending me all his pictures of me
unloading his memories of his sons you see?

I'm getting real now
and there is no going back
this wont be the last time
My soul's on a track
I don't like mac
I'm going offtrack
I know my song's bipolar
and I'm okay with that

Check my swag
Check my controller
When I'm online
give me a holler

When I'm on that halo reach
we run it normandy beach
yeah me and my crew
we're no conor oberst fool

yeah thats a nod to lars
nerds bumping in our cars

Back in the days
being a kid
never worrying about what i did
living life in the moment
treating the world like my opponent
taking everything for granted
not what its worth homie

I miss those days
but we all age
story aint over
flip the next page
still getting play
built up with rage
then I get paid
my limelight will never fade


someone gonnna sign me
I have foreseen it
The whole universe is mine
I'ma palpatine it.
I go OJ on these ABCs
if you don't like it
you can suck on deez