[Verse 1]
Ayo, my shit abstract like a painting from Kot Bonkers
I came, I saw, I conquered
We used to hotbox the Elantra
I had hot wheels a big wheel and some Tonkas
And now we spike the Fanta’s
Cigarettes burning tap ashes like congas
Tryna find something real amongst the mirages
Made studios out of storage closets and garages
I take the scraps life gives me and make collages
While these rappers stay flaugin'
I ain't gotta be the best man talking
I just wanna be right as what the left hand washes
A letter to my son that he's destined to read
Find ya own path
Don't be me, be better than me
Control yourself, and always hold yourself in high regard
You're like a god and that’s heaven to see
My son, stayed focused on the shoes that you're filling instead of defeat
Fallen angel
We tumble from awkward angles
Often tangled in webs of our own destruction that's it's hard to break through
This damn world threw everything at me
Had me at a breaking point but that's the point when I break and I'm poised to pass you
If you bold enough I'll dap you
And if you rolling up I'll match you
And let’s not talk about a battle
'Cause when it comes to the ink you bait, I'll heat your egghead and hatch you
My new name's Horace Hardbody The Statue
Just look how I hold my position and glisten
[Verse 2]
I used to rock a Nike ear ring
Now I'm getting checks off what you hearing
I've seen peculiar shit, lots of weird things
Clothes tattered, coming out the woods into a clearing
We losing sleep but we dream while we wide awake
Each verse is a movie that I recite and say
Bring it back to the beginning, run it a twice a day
Blockbuster used to charge you if you ain't rewind the tape
Might choke you out on WorldStar for cheap promo
I'm like Kanye with the pink polo
I was losing to my demons when Mayweather beat Cotto
We ain't web developers but we still speaking in code though
No sleep lost sheep like Lil' Bo-Peep
As long as you ain't talking 'bout stopping, you can proceed
I zone out and make my own beats
'Cause I get high as Wiz with the mini fro and the gold streak
That's why I move like a silkworm on a slow creep
They say the God complex and look at the gold link
And look at the gold teeth
Yea we in the land of the free but we ain't home free
If you don't work, don't grind, you don't eat
And if you like me, likely, you don't sleep
She vegan but love me for how I throw meat
Imma milk my talents until I'm obese
How I'm kickin shit like this and n***as so sleep?
But I ain't worried bout y'all I'm worried ‘bout police
Doing calisthenics daily for the obliques
Eating straight veggies and beans for protein
I’m on the stage now, used to be in the nosebleed
You ain’t the goat bitch, you softer than goat cheese
I don’t just be going hard, hoe I OD
I held Mary Jane never held a Rosary
I even rep my town when I be OT
It’s a cold, cold world and I got no fleece
But yo peep, that’s why I hold heat
And that’s why these hoe n***as can't hold me
Hardbody!