Persona Non Grata

That nigga Baron Jones is a fucking monster It's all the same from Carson to Yonkers All my hustlers in the street going bonkers Girls lining up to flash them perky honkers Clap on a nigga if he fucking with the click Big homie hunt you down who you think you fucking with Fully loaded clip Fully automatic When it comes to the money bitch you know I gots to have it Rap about weed cuz I think I got a habit Strung out on pussy Bitch done turned me to a addict Let the world know Bitch I'm the man Keep a half a million in the trunk of my sedan Is your 3rd eye open Dopamines Doping You probably mind fucked like these hoes I be stroking I'm sick of this game It's sick and deranged Can't trust hoes These dames out here is fucking insane They fucking for fame They fucking for change Sold they soul And most these men is doing the same When Satan shows up Will you ask for Christ What you think gone happen in the afterlife Rhymes like this make a nigga immortal And I don't need CERN to open no mother fucking portal An angel amongst you Is you the prey or the hunter If they really want you Prepare to die mother fucker You tell me if the shit makes since First the killed Michael Then they killed Prince Blamed it on drugs But nah I aint convinced Nobody really knows just how deep we're entrenched Political demons And corporations unified Expose the truth And you will die Secret societies Causing secret anxiety No where to run So don't even think of tryna flee Track you every move through your cellular phone Eavesdrop on conversations when it aint even on Upload all your pictures Store them on the cloud And take even more every time you take it out I'm sure Franklin and Washington would be proud When they see all the slaves this nations turned out Black slave White slave Dark Slave Lights slave Cuz nowadays niggas come in all shades Ha Ha Ha