[Hook]

Damn, Here we go again
Chris passed on this beat, I made it to a jam
Damn, muh'fucka again?
People talking shit but when shit his the fan
Every thing I'm not, is now everything I am

[Verse 1: Joey Cypher]

Just want to leave with a legacy
Hope that its a good way my niggas remember me, ummm
Cause most of you, I never see
Fuck my enemies, man, channel this energy
Take my glasses, see this, a tortured genius
Pissed and seething, trying to get even
I'm head chef, revenge is my cold dish
Whatever poison you want, off the wine list
Man, I dont know what got into me
Colder than an Eskimo's toilet seat on Christmas Eve
Used to be that guy....now I'm THAT guy
Chicken Boy? Bitch, (try my) seven herbs and cyanides
(Fuck KFC, Popeyes is fucking better
Aha, shit is stupid.)

[Hook]

Damn, packing up again
Had a good run, but the fun's gotta end
Cause everywhere I'm not, people saying that I am
Damn, here we go again
People talking shit, I just smell it with a grin
Cause everything I'm not, they saying that I am

[Verse 2]

Will I miss y'all? Well, sorta
Cause most of you niggas would sell out for a quarter
I'm that, individual that's indivisible
Fuck, its a joke, bitch you take shit to literal
I'm invincible, you are just minuscule
I hit my pinnacle, man FUCK middle school
Rap, sing act, what else can this nigga do?
On social networks, ranting and raving
Outcast? Nah, I'm cult favorite
"Oreo" swag, skinny jeans and a dress shirt
Fuck the New Boyz, I'm a real jerk

{unintelligible rant}

[Hook]

Damn, here we go again
It's too late in the year to fucking play pretend
Cause everything you're not, is everything I am
Damn, here we go again
I just want me and her to hold hands
But everything you want, is everything you can't have
[Verse 3]

Look back, didn't have a good past
On blast, by wack, suburbian hoodrats
Upper middle class, So called, "white" blacks
Who comment good shit, on these fucking sad tracks
Fuck a cellphone, only got 12 contacts
Niggas trying to fight me, I took off my "Golf" cap
Blood on the floor, told 'em relax
"Someone run ,and get this pussy a tampax"
I'm stunt like a dumbass
In the race of girls, us nice guys finish last
Girls say they want a guy with respect
Next thing they around some new douches neck...fuck

[Hook: (Kanye West) & Joey Cypher]

(Damn) Doing this again?
Up goes the third finger on each hand
Cause all you dumb fucks don't know who I am

Damn, this my last song man
(People talking shit, but when sit hits the fan
Everything I'm not, is now everything I am)