[Verse 1]
He gon' run up in the booth and just assassinate
He gon' laugh until he's tired, now he aggravated
DramaTone, he always been a quiet one
We gon' leave you looking like it when a riot's done
We gon' flip a f*cking car or two and throw a brick
The Xanax only thing to help me coexist
f*ck your selfies, I'm a devil, I'm a demon, but a godly one
I'll be running, I'll be leaving when the martians come
f*ck your mollys, you could miss me with your melodies
I'll pop another pill, but I don't feel like I'm on ecstasy
Function fine, but when I write, it's like I lose myself
I took her to a time to find the answer in the truth itself
That's all I ever really need from my fam
I'll take a f*cking bullet for my people right now
If you ever see me out, don't say "what up," I was taught
I could feel your energy just by the way that you walk
[Verse 2]
Why they think I'm crazy, though? Rest a bunch of atheists
I just study godlessness, DramaTone a patriot
Laughing when I lick my lip, fascinate the pistol grip
The cash I make could fit the vic, don't have to wait to get the chip
I don't think I asked you to talk
I don't ever need a favor and I mastered my flaws
Ain't nobody else could save you, it's a matter of life
Death around the corner with me and your manager gone
We gon' leave you in the kitchen with the calendar crossed
Say a prayer and go to Heaven, we gon' splatter the wall
They don't love me, I've been watching, but I'm silent as heck
Seventeen, I can't describe to you how the Vicodin felt