[Supa Sortahuman] My eyes are bloodshot Like the Mishka logo Smokin dope riding solo watching for the popo Smoke rolls out my mouth eyes hella low tho Turn the speakers up a little more Sortahuman is Schema hoe [Mr. Sisqo] I'm spinning round like I'm crash Fuck with me and that's yo ass I'm with a clique and they will blast Right up on yo funky ass Suicidal is from the D Yeah that Wicca shit Sisqo came down on the track with the Schema bitch Runnin round with the Glock Finna let that shit bust Fuckin with the Schema we leaving bitch ass niggas in dust Learn my motherfuckin name Turn em to a ghost mane Sortahuman with the pen And I'm loco and I'm insane [Lil WooFy WooF] I cruise like Tom With the bomb in my knapsack Fuck the 380 I'm outta the cut with the fat mac I bust like a nine and blast off like a rocket A nine in my holster with a clip in my pocket Hoes wanna be down kinda like Brandy I sip on the brandy and my rubbers come in handy [?] cause my mission is kamikaze Its WooF and niggas know they can't fuck with Schemapossa [Wavy Jone$] Don't give no fuck I'll spark it up inside a church bitch We get em bucking like a blunt you getting burnt bitch Yeah I'm the shit, I'm the shit, I'm the shit ho Can catch me cooking I ain't whipping I wrap that bitch ho Lit phone, twerking make her work and flick my wrist slow They like yo bitch and nympho and I'm like which ho I'm in the club mouth shining like some tin foil A all black pink trim, and now my [?] [DJ Killa C] Coming to kill Killin at will Spitting so sick and it's leaving you chills Creepin up in the darkness with a nine mill and that gold grill Killa C straight bringing that heat I'm like Freddy Kruger I'm creeping in yo sleep Schema the posse we be so unique And we running the streets without no defeat Ridin slab in that low low Sippin syrup in slow mo Oh no, I hit a nigga with the nine mill and the po-po And speed off with no trace A dead body with no face The next day I beat trial Then leave court with a closed case Bitch [Ghostemane] Aye real talk man Shouts out to all the motherfuckin fans that downloaded this album You know what I'm saying Shouts out to all the Schema fans K R double E P I do this shit for y'all Shouts out to JGRXXN Shouts out G*59 Know what I'm saying Everybody else who contributed to this album We running the underground Bitch better duck Splatter yo brains All over the interstate But I won't lose no sleep tonight Not even a minute I'm dreaming and wondering how the fuck I'm still alive Losin myself in the pages of graphic depiction of shit that don't exist You thinking I'm outta my mind But it keeps me alive at a fucked up time like this I load my 22 and point it straight up at my dome Mothafuckas thought Caligula was flexing but you got it wrong I'm looking down the barrel of my own shit Waiting for god to show me if he really exist