Not you people, I'm a rebel
Out in the morning, crack of dawning, I'm yawning
I hit the city streets and I'm grinding
I don't play, I don't joke
I don't drink, I don't smoke
I'm on my own fucking levels
You better respect me
You popos, you pigs, you rats, you fucking devils
My mother name Bernard and my father name Trevor
Praise me to be a king, I'm not a beggar