The Truman Show

Late nights walking through your door

You know what I'm asking for

I need you to, bring me high

Bring me higher. Bring me high

Bring me higher. Bring me high

Bring me high. Bring me high

Bring me higher. Bring me me high

Bring me high. Bring me higher

Pallbearers carried me

Lowered me and buried me

Christianity closed my casket

Now stare at me

I was murdered at the hands of the church

Fuck religion nigga

Watch me stick my hand through the dirt

Kick the doors off this casket

And stand on the earth

Snap my tombstone in half

And go dance on the hearse

Fuck a rest in peace tee

You can cancel them shirts

I used to fight with my demons

Now I'm handing 'em merch

Remove these bandages

I'm standing though I'm damaged and hurt

Bitch I'm 2K boosted with the stamina perk.

You ain't stand for that bullshit

I'm the same nigga used to stand in that pulpit

Pakistan bull whip

I'm that type snapper

White church I rocked a hat saying

Black Lives Matter

I stood on business

Real nigga

I ain't sign no paper

This .40

Kick like a mule

I ain't buying no acres

By my lonely

Felt like Kobe

In a pit full of snakes

And you don't know me

I'll tell Joby he a bitch to his face

I went from licking the plate

To chicken and steak

A bigger estate

Different state

Crib with a gate

Send ya goons and I'm cool

It's a clip in the 8,

I got a broom in the room

That'll Swiffer ya space

Yea I move with a tool

Ain't tryna fix up ya place,

A Jordan Poole full of drool

You'll get hit in the face