Looking in the mirror I'm embarrassed

I'm feeling like a suicidal terrorist

React like an infant whenever you are mentioned

Mind over matter never worked for my nemesis

I'm in the matter of man arm wrestling hands

I was dope when I said the music business was all I needed

When I got it I was greeted by an alien

That said last year that she slept with a canadian

That gave him an addiction

That'd keep him in mercedes benz

Bright lights and rihanna as a lady friend

My vice is similar women love when you're my type

And you win it from everything that your palm write

Put her in the palms hotel, sin city

Devil in a dress, platinum chanel

Live the ambiance all cause the audience

One day said I would do it

So instead of a verse being read

I'ma go 'n get some head off the strength of my music

I tell a bad bitch your ass too fat

Capitalize that, and you weave look good

With the indian tracks

Tracking device on your used 5 series

I don't call back just blame it on your canadian

The same day we say we're in the area cruisin' in toronto

Hit me on the cellular, thought he was gonna sell me a false word

Like the rappers I know

Sat down with a few drinks, located where you can't see us

A white waitress on standby when we need her

A black maybach 40 pulled up g

No doors all that nigga was missing was aaliyah

Felt like the initiation

A reality living in the matrix

We talk casually about the industry

And how the women be the tastemakers for the shit we makin'

Then he said that he was the same age as myself

And it didn't help cuz it made me even more rude and impatient

So blame it on mr ovoxo, the reason why I'm breathing on the vanity I know

The reason why my best friend said she love me more than life

But I live a double life and need to let her go

The reason was the highlight was when he said

You belong to the people when you outside

So dig a shovel full of money, full of power, full of pussy, full of fame

And bury yourself alive, then I died