Lost in Confinement

37 egos, all fine 37 styles, a nigga frankenstein I embrace my faces, we is all aligned You embrace the basement, you gotta ain't, huh 37 egos, all fine 37 styles, a nigga frankenstein I embrace my faces, we is all aligned You embrace the basement, you ain't gotta lie So many hoes that feel entitled to my holy flows Slow down baby, I'm the god of mischief Baby I'm lowkey plottin on you lonely souls And any nigga stressing, worried bout the dress code I started feeling like the joker as I got old Every man turned laughing stock, born a hoe Only catching shawties eye cuz his stock rose Ugliness is just enhancing with the wealth growth I got the swag of a boogeyman turned rock It's implausible He stay under pressure around the clock They call him Jade, he get pretty under heat Curly lashes, green eyes, Joni Mitchell on repeat He think he Malcom, but he more JD Vance Wanna be Huey, but he love Candace stance He see Trump and he pullin down his pants He get fucked in the ass, crying as his massa laugh 37 egos, all fine Everybody hiding faces, here's mine Be yourself stop the hoe shit and try 37 styles, be a frankenstein 37 egos, all fine 37 styles, a nigga frankenstein I embrace my faces, we is all aligned You embrace the basement, you gotta ain't, huh 37 egos, all fine 37 styles, a nigga frankenstein I embrace my faces, we is all aligned You embrace the basement, you ain't gotta lie