[Verse 1] Live from the dungeon, it's the young curmudgeon Just got done puffin somethingso I'm down for munchin Fridge is full of nothing, and I'm afraid of sponges So I guess I'm going hungry til I start to function I'm in a funk, so I don't go to functions When I am, I'm gettin drunk, wind up on some dumb sh** I just wanna roll blunts with circumference,start stuntin Not gon get it, these rappers are a dime a dozen Young tobacco fiend, stabbing at these rapper dreams Slabs of a**onance on the tracks, stack it casually I got out of Morris, although that place was fabulous And found better florists, first time you meet They dab you up Drunk white girls that grab my bu*t It ain't hara**ment, less her a** been touched That'd be real bad for us Like the dodo when I've had enough Making k**ings call me Maximus [Hook]x2 I swear I wanna be the king If you ain't going for the ring You're s**ing dingaling, dang I'm going high as I can be Only thing stopping me is me
[Verse 2] Some n***as be talking b**hes, some n***as be talking clothes Some n***as be talking riches, some n***as be on parole I ain't come up from none of that, always kept pa**ion close Cause items don't mean enlightened, when time for caskets to close Every rapper's gon blow, thinking they're the heir apparent So they put on airs, until they appearance Don't match their parents Akru verse, learn to fear it, got no time to be endearing While n***as was getting silly, I listened to that teen spirit You drop bars? Cool, I write songs My ascent's been life long, wordplay been quite strong I been known to light bongs, it keeps my sights on Cause the pain of drowning gets real sharp Like the trident of Poseidon My soul was broken like the manner that I spoke in Thought that I was golden but they calling me a token, jokin Cla**ic spaz, I took it way too serious It's causing me some problems, you could say I got a myriad