[Verse: Kid Cudi] Don't you tell me who is the supreme leader Still one of you's like I'm not a human heater Move the groove, make the bitch linger Want more than the dick, gold on the ring finger Never wanna play dumb, see I'm from Cleveland, bitch Up in the hills where I keep it way triller than most Wanna relax, some will tell me how I feel I say that now until I go and pop this pill I say out loud 'you wanna let me cop a feel' No, I pray out loud but know that not but God heals Bounce with me, if you don't give a fuck accept me Fed up, won't let up, only over time The more I work the more they wanna sweat mine I don't feel those lames they never speak my name Sometimes dream of breaking niggas whole faces In front the precinct, ain't afraid of catching cases Sky might fall, but I ain't worried at all Got me some Xanny's and a couple Adderall Plus these racks are (going to strippers at the mall) Lord of the sad and lonely And the ones that feel like (Shaun of the Dead) Don't let them phony niggas and hoes Be the ones that (?) from making the oochie bleed All of the things I've seen and survived Make a nigga feel way more than just alive You know my face, you know my name All hail King Wizard in your motherfucking space You love it