I've been a God way before a synagogue

Liquor drops used to hit the spot like a cinderblock

This is not what you wanted, but this is what you got

You live with what you got

Elixir that I'm mixing like I'm in the kitchen whipping rock

I'm in the spot like the middle of a prison box

And you ain't nothing to the planet but a little dot

Suddenly hit the water like the line that's on a fishing rod

Simple thoughts got me itching like the chicken pox

Knitted socks, with fingers tryna scratch a lotto ticket off

When I made it I was getting all the bitches off

See I was faded, now I'm counting up the minutes lost

I throw 'em back like opponents hit a homer

My mind, it holds explosion like a pose that's on a poster

I'm out the holster with it

I overdid it like the way the rollercoaster spinning

Homie, that's inertia

I'm the moon to the sun how I birthed ya

Turn ya, back to ya old ways, reverse ya

Curse ya, witchcraft

You get nothing but a whole lot of nothing

With your mothafuckin' bitch ass

You simple as a whistle, never pick a side

Shit, you always in the middle, never down to ride

I was high like I'm born to fly

I never die, I'm immortalized

Here before ya eyes

Lord of the flyest, I is your highness

And no diamond when it shine ultraviolet

You on your bullshit, I'm on assignment

And I be on it like a stylus on a Palmpilot

I'm God's finest work, this way beyond timeless

Copped the new presidential Rollie, keep the watch silent

'Cause everybody ticking me off

I got the world with her legs open, licking the box, shit

She home wet, sweatin' me for phone sex

Don't stress, daddy'll be home soon

And assume I'm down low with the post moves

I come through and hit the hole like Jones Drew, yeah

My old chick is old news

But add fuel to fire, what I won't do

So, I just kick it with the homies like I'm supposed to

And we go back like old hoops

Well, this the cold cold feeling

Bone chillin', borderline dope dealing

I'm going up with no ceiling, shit

Out of body, got my soul swimming

And no different, good head keep my toes twitching

You know Larry been fishing since he in the womb

This the scoop up the Big Dipper, you the little spoon

Went from invisible to minuscule

To invincible, dancing with the business moves

I made a million and it killed me

My second million got me mothafucking filthy

You ain't nothing till you die and come back to life iller

They haven't made a mothafucker realer, Mr. Miller, yeah