New World

I honestly have no fuckin' idea what to call this A boom bap, truth rap from a new Zack, we start shit Booth nap after True's tracks, it's a new fact, I'm a boss bitch Booze snack after two raps, now it's two Zack's that's obnoxious Get the f*ck out of my head, I've had enough of you, pokin' at my mind I've lost sight in the beauty of my time I'm tryna be a boyfriend, make her mine So give it up for Jabez Z, wish him luck For tryna love, after years with no one F*ck you, Dad, you better react Stop hidin' like a bitch I'd rather hear you diss me then hide from your feelings At least I could know you're alive, you never tried You told me what you thought was right I get it, you're head's not screwed on tight But you had a son, and now's when the shadows arrive I'm surrounded by green monsters, but trust me y'all, the wall's greener on the inside So much green comin' from what I see, but so much green in my body, that I could grow pot trees So enjoy this brick fuckin' pricks, that's a Preston joke I've turned over a new leaf to the other side of the toke and I take the smoke, and I breath it in Then I blow it out, now I'm high as a bitch And I'm Zack, I rule this dynasty! We don't need Secret Wars to rain on society, we need Marvel's, fuckers from out of this world Guard your galaxy's, show these fuckers you're New World Order these bitches some wedges with double stacks, that way, you can get more from every Zack Coach, I've ran every single lap around every single track I did exactly what you asked, why am I bein' benched after every catch? Just 'cause I hit the turf doesn't mean that I'm bad I've been around so much grass, that every hit is like PTSD on crack Always Strong is back, this shit 'bout to be sad