This is a song about "Paranoid but logical as fuck"

A twenty somethin cup

He's leveled up but still wack as fuck

I'm fresh as fuck nigga

Yeah, one time for the

Stressed out and hurtin, getting more paranoid

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

My rhymes are logical,

As i light one for ill will

But fuck destiny and fuck legacy

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

But fuck these myths, because the illuminati as a whole,

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Amateur, you're bad as fuck.