Ok quit playin’ with the scissors and shit, and cut the crap I shouldn’t have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it’s a rap You said you was king, you lied through your teeth For that **** your feelings, instead of getting crowned you’re getting capped And to the fans, I’ll never let you down again, I’m back I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact Let’s be honest, that last Relapse CD was “ehhhh” Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground Relax, I ain’t going back to that now All I’m tryna say is get back, click-clack BLAOW Cause I ain’t playin’ around There’s a game called circle and I don’t know how I’m way too up to back down But I think I’m still tryna figure this crap out Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn’t This ******* black cloud’s still follow’s me around But it’s time to exorcise these demons These *********** are doing jumping jacks now!