Monologue

It's such a dope concept, like, no matter how much of a good guy you are, you know, you're

always going to be the villain of somebody

Every villain needs a monologue, uh

Do I look like another nigga

Lord knows who this is, a known sinner

Still dancing, devil gave me a money printer

I know I shouldn't, but still, the bill's getting bigger, uh

Everybody want a seat with the breadwinner, like, please, another piece for my cold dinner

Just to keep the peace, I choose gold liquor

What's a king without his crown

With a little bitters, excuse the passion