Origins

Step back to know my origin, blood rushing in my motherfucking head, adrenaline

No copyright, Imma devil incarnate genuine, born full of sin

White ghetto kingpin ruling with a pimp grin and leaving a dark

imprint

No time for no shitty ass pink print, owning hot mothers like the Philly mint

Giggling and wiggling and tingling like a harlequin,

And she say she high on cheap gin

 

So here goes with the flows and the hoes who wanna crack on my show but I throw

Kill some of them backstage in slow mo, they wanna gimme head and they wanna gimme blow

Jobs with the kin of the mobs and who slaughter the slobs and the snobs in the snow then hang they bodies low

Bro, you ain't wanna know how my fame grows from time to time

Came out of a vagina full of slime on the block with the grime and my daddy was in his prime

How tall was this mountain to climb in order to shine I think I never crack a spine that's mine

Flipping back and rewind and this memory twine I think I was influenced by swine and some vodka and high wine

So just read between the fucking lines 'cause my daddy had twenty wives

I had no favorite rapper no former no latter but I watch the idiots scatter and the rap tapes came to my face in a platter

Critter it's bitter no rain's no patter my dick just grew fatter and what's the matter

They follow me like Twitter when I fucked the white stripper and her clothes what I stripped her but she dropped her slipper

Going away from the story the gist is shifting my lips are sprinting as the lyrical boat is sinking

Sinking and sinking the fame's just stinging and banging and stinking while scotch's what I'm drinking!

 

TV was influential but so also was the notebook and the pencil and the internet was essential

While living at a rental right next to the dental my family was mental

Being born was not accidental, but it was detrimental to the elemental presidential who laid the fundamental to rap music instrumental

Don't look so sentimental the weed was my supplemental and my shit was continental not experimental

So how am I what I am today? No hard work no play just smoking all day while doing foreplay the way how the bitches want it to stay

Using Old Spice also influenced what is the spray

What I use what I choose to consume while killing the Jews on the news in twos and burning they shoes

Wear a track suit and put the soul music on mute dump the ugly bitch down the trash chute

And ass fuck the bitches who tell me I'm cute

 

How was I molded to become what I've become?

I ejaculated in a cup with my dick and let the bitch drink some

Told the bitch it was some cheap white rum and I slammed her pussy til it was numb

Then pressed it with my thumb

Wanna be famous?.... Then don't be dumb