Shit but it wasn't us They want to know why I hit like that, spit like that, Shit like that, maybe because I get like that, Kick like that, rip like that They want to know why I rhyme like that, shine like that, Climb like that, 'cause the world is mine

Wearing a mask familiar A god forced himself on you Raping and impregnating Causing the exile of your life Since he made you bleed, so violently Painful is the kick Inside it makes you so sick The blood that drips down your thigh