Knocking on your door, hello
Sneak inside your place and I'm tip-toeing
The kid who made MEMES I is back with the raps
Instead its 'bout me and I'm not joking, I'm not joshing, I'm not kidding
Well, maybe just a little but your forgiving, right?
Got all this bread with me it's not sitting right
Sike my boy I've been tryna live my life

But its not working like I want it to aight?
Fake friends left me just cause i took a right
They out there hitting the juul and they drinking the alc, while im in the limelight
Like wow, its a little to hot out here, but i got AC, so im cool now, i got goons now, chains dangle, its 90 degrees, right angle

Im just kidding i ain't got no chains
But i can go get them if i wanted to
If i want it ima go get it
Never forget it
Never regretted the time i bought my first mic and i started to rhyme
Logic in my ears all of the time
Just found hip hop like it was a fossil and i
Just wanted more and more blowing up like grenades
Im am in you ears just like hearing aids, bro

Wait

What you mean my songs are trash?
I make the shit your father listens to get a splash of your culture
You built it? bitch im the sculptor
Im falling falling, im falling falling
Who you calling calling
Not me im in hell
Put the rain on the fire, not adele
See you later, goodbye, bitch farewell