[INTRO]

[VERSE ONE]

Step inside the mind of America’s most
Wanted on the mic, and I propose a toast
To the now-and-later gator hater elevator riders
I’m commentator, hell I raise, the residence on fire
Call me rap’s Elijah
I’m a king
Kiss the ring
You should call me sire
I am a messiah
You hanging on the outside
You are a pariah
I carry like Mariah
I send a snake to bite on Drake, I wanna fuck Maliah
I throw ’em in the dryer
Clean the lint trap, then we twisting like a plier
Girls really like me
I don’t really know why
Watch bad movies, have good sex, blow Ly
Wait until the ho dry then do it all again
Again, ’til the crow’s cry
[OUTRO]

“But I mean, what, what is she to you?”

“You know, she just one of the bitches I got set up
I got Mel over in Hermosa Beach, and I rent this little place for Simone over in Compton where you staying
About four blocks away, I got this young 19 year old country girl named Sheronda
I found her at the bus stop two days outta Georgia, barefoot and country as a chicken coop
Took her to my place in Compton, told her it was Hollywood.”

“You told her…she believed you?”

“Hell yeah, to her dumb country ass, Compton is Hollywood…closest she ever been anyway.”