[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]
It's the return of the G.O.A.T
I'm back, bitch, and I'm fucking her throat
I put your daddy six-feet deep, as ya know
I'm too busy being an uncle for this rap shit, ya know?
Ayy, maybe you can't relate, huh?
Maybe you ain't felt the hustle, maybe you getting good pay, huh?
Maybe you ain't felt what it's like to be stabbed by a bloody blade, huh?
Maybe you too busy jackin' off through the day, huh?
But maybe, well, you could be from the suburbs and living good life
While I'm strugglin', tryna stay away from knives
And I'm tryna get a job to make it in my town
Make it for the city and not let the family down
Maybe do it for my friends, maybe get them out the ends
Maybe go for the weekend, can't wait until my life ends
Writing in a notebook, feeling like a savage
While I'm out here not promoting, opposite of Sa Vich
This Album Rap Byr Iawn
This my fucking life, man, I wanna fucking drown, ayy

[Bridge: RJLDiablo & SeaOhDeeWhy]
This is way better than when I rapped for KSI
This my fucking life, man, I wanna fucking die (Ayy)

[Verse 2: SeaOhDeeWhy]
[Open Verse]