| I’m the winner but I feel like a victim |
| Graduated from the situation, found a solution |
| Smoking on the pollution, all black suit |
| Black gloves on, just like a Hitman |
| Trash Star Boys, don’t even sleep in a coffin |
| Wake up, drinking coffee |
| I get to it often, might get to it this morning |
| Prada boots on, look like some Jordans |
| I’m playing, I’m scoring |
| DG, Nike, they supporting |
| Just do it blade on me, I’m swording |
| I’m veiled when I’m wielding |
| Knife in my heart but man fuck how I’m feeling |
| Can’t look at me, you’re dreaming |
| Can’t even see me when you are sleeping |
| Black Volvo, we’re creeping |
| I had ups and downs but it’s falling into place |
| Like the love from God when you look me in my face |
| I had dreams of life that were lost in empty space |
| I had almost drowned if I didn’t fuck with that drain |
| I had four, five strikes, at the sixth I lost my ways |
| I’m the puppeteer, put my puppets into play |
| Wanted to be real, wanted to be real |
| Wanted to be real |