Lyrics:

OJ with da OE while I k r double e p on E
E mean I got no gas in the whip I'm broke and I chose to eat
Kickin it with baby loot she be ready to shoot anything on me
Bumpin Outkast in the grand marquise life ain't so bad it seems
Some of the time
When I think about dyin I be thinkin that I don't wanna go
Most of the time when I think about dyin I be thinkin bout a good way to go
I can never tell if my pops is lookin down at me or up
I wish he didn't die then again if he didn't I could say that I'd probably be stuck

Think about the way that you be goin about it when everybody wanna be about the next big thing
Everybody wanna pretend I'm a cultist captain
Tryin to reach yo theta waves
Take a note of control happenin in yo mind
You a brainwashed soul not a thang to hide
Put em on a curb and stomp
Puttin out yo Lights

Hypey mothafuckas don't know me cause I'm the beast of evil Keeble still ain't makin moves like me and yo attempt has proven
Feeble like common people
Don't use they pineal
Instead of thinkin it ain't Real
Make sho you know when to peel

Kickin it thinkin about how we live in a time where nobody can believe a thing they see
Everybody play follow the leader then follow him into a gate of inferno
Inquisitive ones are the ones that get cast the side
Eventually crucified
The one that you worship would never be seen as a prophet in this time