Hey, Em, it's Paul
Uh, I was listening to the album,
Good fucking luck, you're on your own

Guess who's back, back again?
Shady's back, tell a friend
Guess who's back, guess who's back
Guess who's back, guess who's back
Guess who's back, guess who's back
Guess who's back
(Da-da-da, da, da, da, da, da, da)
(Da-da-da, da, da, da, da)

Well, look what the stork brung (What?)
Little baby devil with the forked tongue (Ah)
And it's stickin' out, yeah, like a sore thumb (Bleah)
With a forehead that it grew horns from (Look), still a white jerk (It's him)
Pullin' up in a Chrysler to the cypher (Vroom, beep-beep)
With the Vic's, Percs and a Bud Light shirt
Lyrical technician, an electrician (Yeah, yeah)
Y'all light work (Haha)
And I don't gotta play pretend, it's you I make believe (What?)
And you know I'm here to stay 'cause me (Why?)
If I was to ever take a leave (What?), it would be aspirin to break a feve (Yeah)
If I was to ask for Megan Thee (What?)
Stallion if she would collab with me
Would I really have a shot at a feat? (Ha)
I don't know, but I'm glad to be back, like (Woo)

Abra-abracadabra
(And for my last trick) I'm 'bout to reach in my bag, bruh
Abra-abracadabra
(And for my last trick, poof) Just like that and I'm back, bruh

Now back in the days of old me
(When) Right around the time I became a dope fiend
Ate some codeine, as a way of coping taste of opiates, case of O.E
​Turned me into smiley face emoji
My shit may not be age appropri—
Ate but I will hit an eight year old in the face with a participation trophy
'Cause I have zero doubts
That this whole world's 'bout to turn into some girl scouts
That censorship bureau's out
To shut me down so when I started this verse
It did start off light-hearted at first
But it feels like I'm targeted
Mind bogglin' how my profit has skyrocketed, look what I pocketed
Yeah, the shit is just like y'all have been light joggin' and I've been running at full speed
And that's why I'm ahead like my noggin, and I'm the fight y'all get in
When you debate who the best but ops I'm white-chalkin' when
I step up to that mic, cock it then
"Oh my God, it's him, not again"

Abra-abracadabra
(And for my last trick) I'm 'bout to reach in my bag, bruh
Abra-abracadabra
(And for my last trick, poof) Just like that and I'm back, bruh (Break it down)

Sometimes I wonder what the old me'd say (if what?)
if we could see the way shit is today (look at this shit man!)
he'd prolly say everything is gay! (like happy!)

continue the lyrics.

discord: Lukiaorsmth

A heads up, Magma got banned at my school.
I will still post.

Higemog2, oh how I look up to you.