Certainly this shit ain’t servin me 

Just burnin me

It’s turnin me 

Into somebody 

I aint wanna be

The world keep turnin G

The world been gangster

Way before the manger

We gangster with the world 

Now the pigs done pulled up

On the Animal Farm 

Nature lead us to our slaughterhouse 

A.I. sanctuary 

We bought into bein bots its gone south 

Bar of soap Grammy washed out

My dirty rotten mouth 

When her soap opera went to commercial

Thinkin bout it sittin in her old home with cottonmouth 

Love is universal 

Good behavior what got em out 

Unpaid labor system coppin out 

They only fuckin with you if you poppin now 

Then behind ya back try to knock ya down 

Bein fake now seem like erybody got it down  

Aint gon bow down and kiss ya ass

You can kiss my ass 

Im spittin glass 

see yourself in it 

Get the cash 

Less you want the hell of it 

Lit a match 

To the gas of your selfish grip 

I aint done for myself in a grip 

Fell into the abyss

of a lot of shit I never dealt with 

Started to resurface 

Sometimes we gon feel worthless 

Your job isn’t what your worth is 

Just try to live in your purpose

Feel like I might always be searchin

Timing ain’t never gonna be perfect

But even if there ain’t a purpose 

That don’t make this all worthless