Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy
But now the world don't even faze me
She wanted to fight at first
Me and you against the world
But unfortunetly the world decided to torture me cold,
Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold
Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will
Then there's me, alone, sick an sinful, about to show the world my ripple with this pistol
The people in this world they don't love they hate
But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape
Welcome son to the new world
Long as she come to me first
To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team
I'm a fucking kid acting like the world to me is cream
The world we have created makes me sick to my stomach
Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck
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