Fuck what you say
I'm already pissed

You're set in your ways
I understand that

Im takin the stage
Not givin back

Fuck all of you lames
I'll travel the map

Im hatin this town
Cause half of you fake
& half of you snake
Im cuttin the grass

Where would I be without you?
Bitch, exactly where the fuck you can see me at


Everybody wanna complain bout the fast rap
Yeah I gotta message
Fuck you and all that trap
Music you been pushin cause homie yeah thats so trash
Everybody thinking they so good
But hold that
Spot for me
Properly
How many
Times do I gotta say
Cockily
Hickory dickery dockery
So you can learn why they rock with me
Constantly
Audibly
Singin these choruses
Consciously


But you be on that drinkin lean shit

Kill the youth, but you ain't mean it

I hope you hate yourself use a genie

To wish the time back

And get the lives back

Did you try that

Oh you can't try that
Thats sad a fact

You have to live with

But you don't care much

Cause you got cold stacks


Fuck what you say
I'm already pissed

You're set in your ways
I understand that

Im takin the stage
Not givin back

Fuck all of you lames
I'll travel the map

Im hatin this town
Cause half of you fake
& half of you snake
Im cuttin the grass
Where would I be without you?
Bitch, exactly where the fuck you can see me at

Everything is falling away me fast
Gotta keep a grasp on my past
It won’t last
Too many times I thought I should go back
But I’m here in the now tryna plan my attack
On the Lil Pumps and Bhad Bhabies
Plaguing the sound of rap lately
I don’t wanna talk about it
Tired of mumble rap
It’s lazy
Where the “Rashads” and “Slim-N-Wavys”
At?
This music’s just a tool for them to act like someone else
Manipulate the youth to keep em lying to themselves
It’s a “Factual” topic the matter at hand
“Yaseen” all the fakes that are in high demand?
I’ll be damned if I don’t take a stand for the goats that be manning the game like commanders
So

Fuck what you say
I'm already pissed

You're set in your ways
I understand that

Im takin the stage
Not givin back

Fuck all of you lames
I'll travel the map

Im hatin this town
Cause half of you fake
& half of you snake
Im cuttin the grass

Where would I be without you?
Bitch, exactly where the fuck you can see me at