[Part I: Produced by Karim]

[Stage Manager]
Wha-- what is he doing
We talked about this
Yeah, uh, yeah
This can't be happening

Verse 1: Nate Nics
Listen
I got a story to tell, prophecies to fulfill
Statistics draining my health, demons sly in their hatred waiting to bring me to hell
Hoping Nate gets complacent so they could take me at will
Well, if the truth wasn't vacant I'd take vacations
To the hills while the pressure up and builds on a n***a
How it feel when the lesson ain't revealed till the end of
All thе strife, all the plight making deals from dilеmmas
This cold, crooked world got me built for the winter like

[Hook: Nate Nics]
Damn! I ain't been around in a minute
Still I'm counting the minutes
I'll be out any minute like
Damn! You been chasing clout from beginning
You ain't down, just a n***a
On the prowl for some penance like
Damn! I ain't been around in a minute
The sound still exquisite
I ain't bound to your limits
Goddamn! Talk to me nice when I'm stepping
Into observation
I'm the topic of conversation
Get your your weight up, your weight up, your weight up, n***a
Get your weight up, your weight up, your weight up, n***a
See, I don't say much cause I've been true since day one
So you should get your weight up, your weight up your weight up, n***a

[Verse 2: Nate Nics]
Sheesh! Listen
I'm the realest in the flesh
I ain't ran into a n***a who was realer than me yet
You can put that on your set, while you worried 'bout some rep
I'll be caring 'bout my people from my life until my death
Until I breathe my final breath along my journey like Smollett
If I say it's getting done, you can bet that it's a bet
'Cause once you step inside them ropes with I, there's no survival steps
Best to close your eyes and hope to God I choke or find some rest
Bitch!
This is what it's like to drown in your patterns
When you create hectic circumstances, get mad, and combat 'em
See, I ain't mad, I'm just tattered. Torn and tortured, in fact
Been in my head for a minute call that good fortune for rap

[Hook: Nate Nics]
Damn! I ain't been around in a minute
Still I'm counting the minutes
I'll be out any minute like
Damn! You been chasing clout from beginning
You ain't down, just a n***a
On the prowl for some penance like
Damn! I ain't been around in a minute
The sound still exquisite
I ain't bound to your limits
Goddamn! Talk to me nice when I'm stepping
Into observation
I'm the topic of conversation
Get your your weight up, your weight up, your weight up, n***a
Get your weight up, your weight up, your weight up, n***a
See, I don't say much cause I've been true since day one
So you should get your weight up, your weight up your weight up, n***a

[Breakdown: Nate Nics & Stage Manager]
Alright, you've had your fun, that's enough
Hahaha, what? Yo, ayeee
I said that's enough!
Ayoo get off the stage, what are you doing out here
No, no, no, no, no, no, no! No! No! No! No!
Yo, this is-- nah! This is my show
You're ruining the show, this is not your show!
You're ruining the show! You're over here coming on stage
Get off the stage now!
This is not for you to be up here right now, this is my stage, this is my stage!
Get over here, get off the stage
No you get off the stage, don't fu-- yo
Haha, no, no, no, no
Don't worry about what's going on right now
Stay backstage where you belo--
Get off the stage!
Yo, get-- GET OFF OF ME!
The fuck

[Part II: Produced by Karim]

[Intro: Nate Nics]
You can't do this show without me
You can't
So don't fucking touch me
And don't, and don't
Don't you think for a second that this isn't my stage
This is my life

[Verse: Nate Nics]
I pray my heart remains intact, threw my conscience to the back
Wore my spirit like a coat of arms on armor, made a pact
With our father not to snap, not to lose my sense of honor
But I been on a roll so I'mma go get mine regardless
Broken-hearted, so disheartened by the products of pain
Following fame, still slaughtering my slot all the same
They know my name, but y'all don't know the cost of this lane
Or even know where I came from
They vilify me like a vigilante that they prolly been saved by
I'm a strange guy but they treat me like I'm on some other shit, I'm on the same time
That I been on since I was bout yay high, ain't hearing I switched I don't sway sides
I'm just paying my dues to this game till I'm running it
Dodging the fakes in my tre stripes
I been working on living better, loving better, any weather
I'm to the growth, I develop
Been in this game a minute, I'll level up
Still I got demons on me, Bayonetta
Used to be tryna get used to 'em taking over
I suppose they control if I let 'em
But fuck it, I never needed their assist
Just score and I dish like Harden but better
Yo, pardon the get-up the style is in progress
Fit like a tourist spitting the hardest
Rolling with Spartans, dropping this arson
Word to my city, look what your started (STOP!)
I don't do begging your pardon
I do whatever from venue to parking lot
This larger than life apparition is back and belligerent n***as is barking off
But cotton soft, n***a
I hear that talk a lot, n***a
I know my breathing sporadic, it's masking the habits it's hard to talk
Take it off, take it off, but if it's gone am I taking off
I pray my heart remains in tact, but I know it's already lost
Lost

[Outro: Zhyaire Lee & Nahli]

You gon' hate me till you love me, baby
You won't love me til I love you no more
Ain't no time for me to celebrate it
'Cause I ain't living while I'm feeling so lost
Lost, lost, lost, lost
I ain't living when I'm feeling so lost
Lost, lost, lost, lost
Yeah
So, so, so, so
So, so, so lost
Feeling so lost

[Finale: Nate Nics]
Thank you

[Rapturous Applause]