[Verse 1]
And you bitchin'
Who you gonna be when the dick split?
You get it, forget it
I'm tired of you bitches
Depending on some fool
Just to stack up all your riches
Come and get it, for real
I should start my own church
I'll rhyme until I die
So I can preach on how this works

[Verse 2]
My blood is molten lava
My hair is made of gold
I ascended up from hell
And now your new flow looking old
You can turn a blind eye
And fill your brain with propaganda
But the kids are watching porn
And popping molly to enhance her
Enhance her, enhance her
Tits and ass, exotic dancer
Drunken men with sloppy smiles
Parasitic like a cancer
While the ladies sip mimosas
Oh, so posh and popping tags
I'll get hammered, puke my brains out
In that brand new Fendi bags
[Interlude]
"I know your mammas and your pappas raised you better!"

[Verse 3]
So I'll chill here
And sit snacking Lucky Charms cereal
Take my gummy vitamins
And puff on that ethereal
I swear it's real, I can't be still
I fidget like a toddler
A bad motherfucker
Sorry, Luke, I am your father

[Outro]
(Molten lava)
(Made of gold)
(Molten lava)
(Made of gold)