CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : 4/11/2020 Snippet

I put these racks inside my pocket, it look like I'm hard as f**k (Yeah)
They talkin' so much sh*t, like Vincent van Gogh, my ear had enough (Yeah)
Just bought a house, I need another one, I have way too much stuff (Yeah)
Austin Powers, Mojo Jojo, on this pack I power puff (Woo)
They treat me different 'cause I'm on the spectrum (Hey, yeah)
They just mad at me 'cause they could never catch up (Hey, yeah)
Smoke that gas, like they see this, smell like rectum (Ah)
Talkin' sh*t, I'ma put this blade up to your septum
But you want liberty, what that mean?
I got a torch, gotta be kiddin' me