| So I’m a flop? | 
| Nah, that’s where you guys are wrong | 
| I shit on niggas, that’s why I rap with a diaper on | 
| Don’t be approaching me with none of your mess | 
| Talking 'bout where I belong | 
| Just tell your friends all bout me and sit | 
| And watch as they minds get blown | 
| Niggas on that basic shit, now I’m a go ape a bit | 
| I know y’all prayed for this, so don’t trip | 
| Here’s a handkerchief for your razored wrists | 
| My flows got a few ways to switch | 
| Niggas act hard, I’m a change the script | 
| Everybody begging to be out ya mind | 
| Cause they know I got skills y’all can’t prevent | 
| When I lace a hit you impressive, none | 
| You can take it as a lessson, son | 
| If you was smart, you’d drop the mic and | 
| Try to stick up a bank with a weapon drawn) | 
| Pillow Man was slept upon | 
| That’s the reason the West was gone | 
| But I set the bomb, when it blows up | 
| You niggas will now where the heck I’m from | 
| I’m keeping it raw fo' sho', flow’s so diabolical | 
| You watching 'em, but it took like 10 whole years | 
| Just for my balls to grow | 
| No overnight success, I’m struggling just to write this mess | 
| The road to rightousness was more than words and skill that I possess | 
| I was the nigga all you niggas used to clown | 
| Now when I come around, I got you motherfuckers like «Wow!» | 
| Yeah, how you like me now? | 
| I’m flossin all you nigga’s like BLAOW! | 
| How you like me now, motherfucker? | 
| How you like me… | 
| How you like me now, motherfucker? | 
| How you like me… | 
| Ay yo Let me see you clown, motherfuckers | 
| Let me see… | 
| How you like me now, motherfuckers | 
| How you like me… | 
| S-W-I-Z-Z and add another | 
| My swagger makes your girl want to cut, like upper | 
| I’m mad hot, dog, my 16s should come with mustard | 
| If you think I have a big head, then you haven’t see my brother! | 
| Cause back then niggas swore I wouldn’t make a rap | 
| Promised it couldn’t happen and hated with a passion | 
| A mixtape later I silenced their laughing | 
| Now the same ones would probably suck my dick if I asked 'em | 
| It’s obvious I have it locked like CAPS | 
| Rocking to a bitch fight beat that slaps | 
| I do it major, Poly Sci &Bio | 
| I don’t have haters only fans in denial | 
| Now gimme a minute to hop in my zone, I’m making 'em pop like Mary | 
| I’m rocking the party to act all retarded, I’m making 'em pop like cherries | 
| I know this nigga is wild, but I will knock him down | 
| Just answer this question for me: | 
| How you like me, how you like me now? | 
| Oh, so you wanna be cool? | 
| You wanna be pals? | 
| You wanna be closest friends? | 
| See a nigga so hot, that’s why I’m popping up | 
| Like I’m toaster bread | 
| I say shit that don’t get said | 
| That’s why I can’t roll with feds | 
| Illuminati got they eye on me | 
| And they gonna see to it that a nigga don’t get fed | 
| My purpose ain’t hard to see | 
| I pull up on rappers like «pardon me | 
| Your bars are weak, you spend too much time | 
| Tryina get your sparkling charm to bling» | 
| I be kickin them multiple syllables | 
| Ripping up shows and holding my genitals | 
| Get a dose of the wicked flow before your niggas run up | 
| Sayinh «Homie, you should’ve known» | 
| It’s crazy how life can switch | 
| I ain’t gonna lie to you mine was shit | 
| Not anymore, shit changed up | 
| From woman selection to size of tits | 
| I know bitches who can ride the dick | 
| Niggas who think that my eyes are sick | 
| Showing them many agents who be loving | 
| The melodies that I supply them with | 
| I gotta a note for all y’all | 
| In the rap game who got an album stacking dough | 
| Y’all got big, chains’ll start falling off like Michael Jackson’s nose | 
| Who the illest? | 
| Ya’ll know | 
| Hopsin, yeah, bravo | 
| I’m 'bout to leave the building right now | 
| AbadeAbade that’s all folks |