Verse 1:

Either way i go I’m just another disappointment
Whether i sell drugs, or wanna pick up my rap as my employment
Im annoying all my fam with tickets or sickening noises
They dont understand, hip hop is where im finding my joy in
Point is im only gonna keep being me, with a capsule of weed spitting a different delivery
Yeah this shit is my dream, consistency is the key
And see its friday night, but ima sit and write or make some beats
Im motivated by my pockets vacant, and this ain’t some stupid corny shit i’m on a whole different operation
Cause doctor satan he gave me a visit
Asked if my soul i would give it
Ironically said “hell no,” your fucking trippin
I won't change how i am for checks in my hand
I ain't the sellout type id rather sell out my shows like a man
Now all i need is God to go ahead and give me a chance
Cause i’ve been wondering will i stay underground, or will i advance?


Hook:

Will i make it out the ground
Where these mothafuckers dont do shit!
They just stand around

Or will i make it out this town
Where nobody really gives one fuck or even hears your sound

And these mothafuckas don’t do shit they just stand around

And nobody really gives one fuck or even hears your sound..



Bridge:

Please god i’ve got some questions that i need to know
Please god i’ve got some questions that i need to know
Please lord i’ve got some questions that i need to know

Cause lately i’ve been stressing, i really need to blow-

Verse 2:

-Up like we hot boxing the metro bus in black powder dust
It seems that no matter how hard i try that shit is not enough
"Shut up Casper, you’re just thinking to much"
"Yeah no shit, its been this fucking way for 85 months,"
And thats why i need 9 blunts before i write stuff
And hands will fly if you antagonize my life son
Dont be surprised when i’m throwing a fucking right punch
And don’t be mad cause i can write, and all your rhymes suck
I am righteous, but i really hate when there rapping it wack an slacking it on tracks there ain’t a passionate advocate just a buncha accidents inhabiting this rapping shit but there plan is only to stack a hundred racks and dip!
Fuck that, i will be the catalyst
Not yo average and demanding i need a psychoanalysis cause
I ain't a graduate but i get smarter daily
Only a matter of time till i make it cause yeah bitch, i’m fucking crazy..


Hook:

Will i make it out the ground
Where these mothafuckers dont do shit!
They just stand around

Or will i make it out this town
Where nobody really gives one fuck or even hears your sound

And these mothafuckas don’t do shit they just stand around

And nobody really gives one fuck or even hears your sound..