Terrible Fate II (World 1-1)

Tie your shoes, tie 'em tight

Keep on running, running, running

Don't look back, stay on track

Don't let them know

I don't wanna show you, no

I don't even know you, no

Please don't follow me into the black, to the black, yeah

Call me drastic, I got passion

So don't backspin my reaction

Think you know me? Just a fraction

Don't be acting like I'm slacking

The proactive rap assassin

Dangerous like Michael Jackson

Now imagine the attraction if I was half as big as that, son

I'm like Jordan in his flu game

Then I'm Tyson in his fifth

The only Michael left is Cera

I'm Superbad up in this bitch

And it's me versus the world so what's the sitch? Yo

My minds in first place then the world's a blue shell

And I try to see through it but I know it too well

When I ride around my city it's like driving through hell

The only thing that makes me happy is the last school bell

I've never been a saint, I'm Drewsome, not Drew Brees

And I'm drowning underwater, kinda like New Orleans

But I'm broken on the inside so don't try to buy me, please

You won't get your quarter back, like a gumball machine