Capone's Demise

Ghost and ghouls and creatures unknown
Are not what make a haunted home
You'll come to find you're just alone
And all these demons are your own

At this rate, I might just die next
Hold up, let me digress
Why these bitches always want you more
When you try less
Street dreams, see my life bubbling in the Pyrex
I'm talking money, you can't even speak my dialect, gibberish
Funny how this money made me frivolous
You bitches sick, probably why Capone died from syphilis
Ridiculous
How the fuck you tricking with your stimulus?
I'm livid, but I give 'em what I'm living with
The vividness

Just being brown that get you blacklisted (yeah)
Especially when you can rap, gifted like last Christmas
Talking fish scale, but they're catfishing
I pack bricks in the back benches of black Benzs
Feds act vicious, I snap, they snap pictures
I'm back, bitches

This wack system fronted on me 'cause they lack wisdom
Fuck a wave this a baptism
Hero villainized my last victim
Yeah