I'm living in that 21st century, doing something mean to it Do it better than anybody you've ever seen do it Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it I guess every superhero need his theme music No one man should have all that power The clock's ticking, I just count the hours Stop tripping, I'm tripping off the power The system broken, the school's closed, the prison's open We ain't got nothing to lose, motherfucker, we rolling Motherfucker, we rolling With some light-skinned girls and some heavy rollers In this white man world, we the ones chosen So goodnight, fool world, I see you in the morning I see you in the morning This is way too much, I need a moment No one man should have all that power The clock's ticking, I just count the hours Stop tripping, I'm tripping off the power Till then, fuck that, the world's ours Fuckin' Chanel and the O-Cash Tellin' me she said they could kiss my whole ass More specifically, they could kiss my asshole I'm an asshole, you niggas got drugs You sure minded nigga's thoughts is Napoleon My furs is Mongolian My ice brought the goalies And I embody every characteristic of the egotistic He knows, he's so fucking gifted I just needed time alone With my own thoughts, got treasures in my mind But couldn't open up my own vault My talent, creativity, purity, and honesty Is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts Reality is catching up with me Taking my inner child, I'm fighting for custody But these responsibilities if they entrusted me As I look down at my diamond and crushed the piece Thinking no one man should have all that power The clock's ticking, I just count the hours Stop tripping, I'm tripping off the powder Deal and fuck that, the world's ours Coldest powers, Austin powers Lost in translation with a whole fucking nation They say I was the Obamination of Obama's nation Well that's a pretty bad way to start a conversation At the end of the day, goddammit, I'm chillin' this shit I know damn well y'all feelin' this shit I don't need your pussy, bitch, I'm on my own dick I ain't got a power trip, who you goin' home with?

How y'ay doin'?

I'm survivin', I was drinkin' earlier Now I'm drivin', where the bad bitches, huh?

Where y'all hidin'?

I got the power, make your life so excitin' Fusion 77 Come on Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Now this will be a beautiful death Jumping out the window Letting everything go Letting everything go Now this will be a beautiful death Jumping out the window Letting everything go Letting everything go Now this would be a beautiful death Jumping out the window Letting everything go Letting everything go You got the power to let power go the