[Verse 1: Hope W.]

My halo fell some inches and now the shits a noose
Conversing with demons to try to help me loose
Once upon a time I used to say that I used to
Far from my past now I'm right into my future
Keep it real, I got more "Goodies" than future
The cold hearted type. Still kill if I knew you
From the worst part of the worst part, excuse us
We are, all the 1980s gangster's juniors
Poppa almost got me kill when I was just two months
N***a Tried to kill me and my momma
Tied my momma up, put her in a tub of running water
Placed me on the stove, cut the gas on; my dad on
The ground. Hole in his jeri curl in the street
He ran to the front gate, he was dazed in retreat
Tried to buzz up to my mom but the tub was too deep
Some how, untied herself and then came lookin for me
Then She found me calm, sitting right in my seat
Poppa stumbled to the store. Second shot in his knee
He caught a body in the darkness of the Westside streets
I was born into the drama. Life brought it to me
So when you talking 16s, tell me what I should think
That's just one of my stories, n***a. Please don't bore me
I been through enough rappers, have something for me
Thats the logic that I got when I say I'm the King
Fuck the Source, XXL, complex, King
I got real issues on the shelf. Dog, Who better than me
That's why I'm favorite rapper, no one does it for me
Shit, I love how I think. Both fly and unique

Boy, I don't give a fuck of you a talented rapper
Tell what that mean if you're a talent rapper ?
When I'm the type of cat to reach back and just smack ya
Your verses and your hooks won't do you good when I'm at ya
So fuck it, I'm at ya. I'm permanent active
I'm permanent God like, and the feeling is massive, Boy!