Red light flashin’, see the fellow, now you’re dashin’ from the truth I’m the trauma that you can’t escape by hidin' in a suit Yeah, the rumors keep on growin’, reapin’ everything you’re sowin’ This ain't a diss, it's your biography, the ending you've been owed, and Now I’m stirrin’ up the pot of all the secrets that you got This ain’t a battle, it's an intervention right here on the spot.