Confidence

Where's my fuckin' welcome mat, my confidence, I got it back

Almost quit and gave up rap, hung my mic and cold and rapped

But thanks to who and the homie Mack, I'm back on track

And ready to attack you pussies like it's my first time

So I'm ready to fuckin' smash anything that's in my path

Haters feel the fuckin' wrath, the maniac, you callin' trash

I'm takin' names and whoopin' ass, ammo stacked

And say I'm wack, I'm snappin' back like baseball caps

Get the fuckin' message, I ain't fuckin' with you household rats

I done had a lot of homies, show me that they're phony