Moaning Lisa

She a modern day, Mona Lisa gangster

Call me, Diggy Da Vinci, the way I paint her

I got my cum dripping off her lips, save it for later

I keep my mask on baby, all black Darth Vader

Screaming preach, that I'm not the father

I'm calling Jerry Springer up, if she think it my daughter

I gotta leave, before my life get harder

I hope she signed an NDA, headed straight for the border

Because I'm running, I'm running away

Fuck the fame, I'm dodging bullets

Trying to solve this pain

With cocaine, pills, and bullshit

Life is not the same, since the day I played with ghosts

And, spirits are to blame for my friends overdosing

I'm running, I'm running, I'm running again

Life is a race, and off pace

Cheating to win, death in my face

So we pretend, that we don't hate

All of our sins, that we create because of our kin

Tells us where to start again

Running, and running, and running again

Caught lacking in the west coast mansion

Where the dudes are made of money

And, the bitches are made of plastic

I'll keep rapping, in my west side cabin

Where it's hardly ever sunny, ever green

Top my madness

Because I'm running, I'm running away

Fuck the fame, I'm dodging bullets

Trying to solve this pain

With cocaine, pills, and bullshit

Life is not the same, since the day I played with ghosts

And, spirits are to blame for my friends overdosing

Because I'm running, I'm running away

Fuck the fame, I'm dodging bullets

Trying to solve this pain

With cocaine, pills, and bullshit

Life is not the same, since the day I played with ghosts

And, spirits are to blame for my friends overdosing

Because I'm running, I'm running away

Fuck the fame, I'm dodging bullets