(James Booker)
I think we can add a little more volume on the microphone...

(Framework)
Classic as a memory I still laugh at;
When my mother went and bought me a do-rag cap
Telling me she seen the guys wear them underneath their hats
And she thought of me while searching for a school backpack
I’ll make you wanna scratch 'till you hear your wrists pop
Until you live above the rim and you don’t miss shots
Just sit back, enjoy the ride
Cause I’ve been through more needles than a porcupine
Producing results while I execute. Framework:
I keep it tighter than a wrestling suit
Kid, you’re holding an iPhone like, 'what is it I wrote?'
While in a no-fly zone and during a live show
On some oh! yeah, I’m running the show here
And came out of nowhere like don’t even go there
You haven’t ever had a friend like me
And there’s plenty of fishes in the deep blue sea
That have to make sure that where they went wrong
Are not the same things that both of us thought
Cause I have only gotten tougher with age
From writing these lines bigger
Than the ones on my face, to embrace
That I’ve gone far past the idea
Of how long I would spend here without a career
Blood, sweat, tears as though headline news
And your light bulb’s on like it just got screwed
I've been deep in the zone, keeping it going!
The fuck you even know about something you don’t?
Recording and proud that your audio sound
Hasn’t heard, hasn’t felt any roar from a crowd;
While I’m burning emcees as if they were CDs
Inside their head like a blunt with an O.E
Staying high, it just won’t fly
Only time you can shake me
Is a burger with a large fry
Can’t relate. I still go on
Even if you can’t dance to similar song, ah!
But what an instrumental for this fellow who’s writing
That’s going over the edge again and getting excited
If you're taking what you can take, as if I’m gonna relate
Then I am not who you think, I’m more trusted
Feel me slipping away like all the money you made
Cause you're too busy paid to say something
And as long as I’m living it’s difficult for you to think
This kind of rhythm could be written from my thoughts
You must be kidding you're winning. I’m thinking ya'll
Really need to take a number and I'll see you at the top

(James Booker)
There's no guarantee that I will reach the peak that is preserved for me. I may get cheated out of it; I might cheat myself out of it