Stay back in that ***in' spot, second-guessin' crimes Every war, where I snort a slug and run some ***in' lies West bank, north side, to the ***in' right Who am I? I am God, I am Basquiat Trapaholics makes tapes Man, drop that *** for these *** niggas Right, huh, not, son Broke, diamond, tryna, shot Crisis, ah, super, super sad You know, you know, you know I'm diamond head, first rate, crucify Lose if I *** another one, I'm losin' a dime Losin' a dime, but I ain't usin' a dime Don't losin' a dose, keep it tight, I'm usin' the truth as a lock *** boy, better scream ass if he gon' ride me blind *** boy, better think fast when he got the knife *** boy, better, *** boy, better stay back in that ***in' spot Second-guessin' crimes Said they wore a while, scored a slug and run some ***in' lies Yet another lie, decided to cuff another lie You should look up for another lie, that shook you up I signed a line to Lucifer Damn, son, where'd you find this? Real trap *** Five, nine, till I'm dead, ay, yeah Bitch, I'm great till the death, yeah, ay Never gave a *** about dyin', no, *** Even when I was a Jewel I jizz all the way with that mother***in' Channel 9 *** it if I die tonight, I'm gamblin' with my ***in' life West Bank, Northside, to the Gulf of Man Who am I? I am God, I am Basquiat Young Kurt Cobain with the scar veins Meant to leave the range, hear the crows say my name I'm just wastin' my time, I'm just wastin' my breath Why can't I just die? Why can't I go next? Why we get no respect? Why I love politics? Then explode on my neck, I pop, pop on the desk This ain't a mother***in' trend Everyday feel like the end, feed me, feed me medicine So I can't feel my sins