Shiny Suit Theory Jay-Z Verse

In this manila envelope, the results of my insanity
Quack said I crossed the line between real life and fantasy

Can it be the same one on covers with Warren Buffett
Was ducking the undercovers, was warring with motherfuckers?
Went from warring to Warren, undercovers to covers

If you believe in that sort of luck your screws need adjusting
In the world of no justice and black ladies on the back of buses
I’m the immaculate conception of rappers-slash-hustlers

My God, it’s so hard to conceive, but it all falls perfect
I’m like autumn is to trees, the doc interrupted

He scribbled a prescription for some Prozac
He said, “take that for your mustard

Boy, you must be off your rocker if you think
You’ll make it off the strip before they ‘Pac ya
Nigga, you gotta be psychotic, or
Mixing something potent with your vodka

It takes a lot to shock us
But you being so prosperous is preposterous

How could this nappy headed boy from out the projects
Be the apple of America’s obsession?

You totally disconnected with reality
Don’t believe in dreams
Since when did black men become kings?”