Because im villainous, i'd prolly rob the world for all its goodies
To prepare to run across the planet nude in black hoodies
Psyc... I'd prolly run up to the white house to take a piss
On george bush's desk and seek out jay-z to fuck his bitch
In the last of my life i'd do the sickest in the city
Jump start the global warming so the hoes a show they titties
Tiggo-bitties in my lap, go to the moon to smoke a blunt
Kickin it up in a crater smoke clouds hover in the front
The weed would be much better, at least more better up their
I'd be chokin way more harder cuz up there it aint no air
Matter of fact, i'd hold the white house hostage for all the power
i aint got shit else to do, nothin to lose in my last hour