You can call me an a$$hole, But I don't feel bad after I gaffle, I don't live in no castle, So it's just rational, Cuz our national,

Way is not to pay, And say hey,

This is our land in the first place, To their face, Of the native American race, That this country displaced,

And put in reservations, Without any hesitation, Their land was taken, So don't be sayin,

It's wrong to take things, That don't belong,

To me, I like shit that's free, So bitch please,

Don't be a hypocrite, When I jack shit,

And then refer to religion, When it's my decision, Not to listen, When you're trippin,

That there's nothing left but an outline of chalk, Real talk, It wasn't bought, And your security tag is ripped off,

Layin on the ground, How does it sound, That I like to clown, Taking shits too easy in this town, While the manager frown,

On the inventory report, Showin stock is short, But fuck going to court,

I'm too quick to be hot, Or ever gettin caught, Even if they thought,

To check the camera footage, They should've,

Had it monitored, What's this tag for on it?

When I can rip, That shit off, Then dip,

With the merchandise, Without no disguise,

Just a beanie and some shades, While I misbehave, Then lay,

This ryhme about it, And route,

My path of escape, It was just too late, Easy as cake, Now relate,

This country was built from theft, And now the best, So I test,

Security guards and systems, But listen,

I feel no remorse or guilt, Considering how this country was built, Got em on tilt,

Cuz I flip off the camera as I'm walking out, And I doubt,

They'll even watch the tape, So great, I can return another date,

Wearin the same shit I stole, Doin it bold,

Cuz no one will give me a job, So it's not odd,

That if they don't give it to me I'm going to take it, Your plastic security case I'll break it,

And brag, When I disarm the spider tag, Throw the item in a bag,

And walk right through the security gate, I'm like late, And stake my getaway,

To come back another day, In an attempt to return it back, For money in fact,

It's funny that they do it like 90% of the time, Which blows my mind, But I find,

If you're gonna loot, Then shoot,

To always switch, a And hit different locations, If you take shit without payin, Is all I'm sayin, Just got a blue ray and,

Phone accessories get gone, And it don't feel wrong, As long,

As you put it in perspective, To any detective,

Where all their goods went, I'm late on my rent,

So I let loose, And boost, Without clues, Put on them nice shoes,

And walk the fuck out,

The door and don't come back anymore, To that store,

Or their mall, Cuz my picture is on the wall, But don't care at all, So call,

The bitch ass security guard, Who thinks they're hard, I'll pull his punk card,

All they can do is go run and tell, But oh well, Take that shit to sell,

At a discount, Then count,

The bills, And chill, Jackin's a thrill, To fill,

The hole in my wallet, No matter what you call it, When you steal don't t stall it,

But be in and out quick, Take whatever you pick, Even the President's crooked as can get,

And no such thing as half way crooks, When I book, Leave their staff shook, After I grab that hoodie of the hook, But don't get took,

And catch a case, Or let em see your face, But don't race,

Or rush make it smooth, When you break the rules,

And feel absolutely no guilt, This nation was built,

On takin land that wasn't theirs, That wasn't fair, That's why I don't care, And thanks for letting me share.