And there ain’t nothing I could say that ain’t been said for sure
So I’ll just say it in the way it could be best absorbed
Check the score if I’m losing I’m proving less is more
Swept the floor now my flow dirtier than before
I know, my best foot’s the one stepping forward
God flow, these the type of raps that could bless the lord
Had the metaphors then I meta-morphed to my mega-form
Passion in every chorus every story & every song
In this world we all got rights, the right to get it wrong
Never had no guidance in life but somehow we should’ve known
Half my n***as good but the other half of em good as gone
I miss the days of the cafeteria cookie cones
Searching for my own every half a year it’s a different home
Never got to feel like the Cavaliers up at Quicken Loans
And see I’ve always had a fear of putting bitches on
So now I can’t fall in love cause I don't know what she really want
I ain’t complaining I knew it came with the territory
But people change & then claim I changed & it paranoids me
See I been holdin down since mamma was barely forty
Told her I’ll bring Mo to yo town I promise I’m Barry Gordy
Been working the all thru the night I just saw the sun glowing
My girl been off of the white & I’m heavy blunt blowin'
Shit I might catch me a flight wherever Trump going
Tell him that l came with the shits & take a dump on him
All I see is L’s, fake news, & fake views
Nobody’s real, it’s take twos & face-tunes
Never forgetting my breakdowns in break-rooms
Cause they contribute to breakouts & breakthroughs
Still with my n***as that stayed round & stayed true
The ones against us was phased out by phase 2
They ask me how do you make it? I say I make do
You wouldn’t hate upon greatness if you was great too
But I ain’t trippin you not expected understand it
I know I’m different they brought me here from another planet
N***as turn to bitches from little money they rubber-banding
So I’ll make double to double down on the double standard
Smokin loud, my lungs are bound to fill up with cancer
Questions ain’t allowed if they raise some doubt & they tough to answer
And I don’t mind you don’t like the sound if you love the grammar
These gangsta rappers the type to frown when they hug they grandma
And I ain’t into pretending
Don’t need to be reinvented
See this just me when I’m venting
I told you leave but you didn’t
So now I need the attention
This like a brief intervention
I’m quite the fiend for the vengeance
Been finding schemes for the spinach
You don’t recognize me?
I’m what’s deemed as the difference
I turn the beef into chicken
When they bring heat in the kitchen
I hear they speech when it stiffens
I know you weak & you timid
Holding grief in your grimace
Like most, you easily offended
But hope gets frequently ended
From no belief in a vision
Been closely keepin’ attendance
Who rode for me & who didn’t
Ain’t no trust, it dies when respect is gone
I’ve never shown my sick side this the hexagon
Put him in the schedule don’t got a stretcher to stretch him on
Beheaded him in Texas his arms & legs in Saskatchewan
I heard the good die young, I’d rather die older
Happy & sad at once, I think I’m bipolar
Lookin' for love in my eyes won’t find a iota
Same ones that struggle with drive the ones I’m flying over
Yo this my thang, forever spittin’ it’s hard stopping
You’ll say my name next time you visit the bars topic
Do the same things for bread, n***as carb copies
Wanna C the D in the bed I give her hard copies
The bell rung to become a legend you overslept
Yo tell Funk to setup the session before the flex
& as a youngin they always said you don’t know what’s next
But I know I am, n***a..