[Hook]
I been through the hardest spots
With all the darkest thoughts
Feels like I'm so alone
Like I'm so lost
I been moving solo
Tryna keep it low low
Feels like I'm so alone
Like I'm stone cold

[Verse 1]
They say that I’m not diverse enough
Oh wow that hurts so much
If you tried to write something like Beast Mode some of you guys would hurt a lung
Write one song like me you’d have an aneurysm
It would top everything ever that you’ve written
Your fans would hate that old crap you spitting
I’m pissed so your cereal I have to piss in
I started to write just to get away
Used to fight just to vent the rage
But decided to find a better way
Now it’s no longer an escape
Now they wanna come tell me how I should be using my gift
If I really think my stuffs good enough what styles I should be writing
I try to play it off I don’t take it wrong
I nod my head but now I’m pissed
Half of you ain’t even bumping me the other half don’t share my shit
You’ll never know when you’re insecure how terrifying that mic is
No matter I know this for sure, I’d kill you dogs like Mike Vic
It’s not complex if you've ever observed, all round I’m the nicest
Only the best combination of words I’ll allow to leave my lips
Folks who don’t know my whole catalogue
Try to tell me I’m too boom bap
They tryna say my shit sounds the same
I already disproved that
They tell me I should look into trap but on Conception I do that
And if I failed so fucking what? Long as I can make the room clap
You should just go do Spanish, woah
You should make reggaeton, oh
But I’m not like the dudes on the radio
I don’t make lazy songs, no
I don’t mean to diss a whole genre
I’m just angry my fists are balled up
Don’t mean to be a primadonna
Ima go phantom like it’s the opera
[Hook]
I been through the hardest spots
With all the darkest thoughts
Feels like I'm so alone
Like I'm so lost
I been moving solo
Tryna keep it low low
Feels like I'm so alone
Like I'm stone cold

[verse 2]
And to my good old friend Andy Park
Talking shit about Jonathan
How he never supported our music how he never shared our shit
But I liked and commented every song
You blew got a following
Hit 8k on Ig and dropped a tape
And I told you how I was proud of it
Even though there was so much space it sounds like you recorded while showering
He was begging me for a feature I sent beats
Got nothing out of it
You never shared none of my shit back
So Andy bro tell me how is it
That now you blocked me out the blue?
Oh my god what a power trip
If I ever hit 8k, I'm giving my homies a shout
If I got beef with my day ones, we all working it out
I'd have to kick a cunt in a circle be pussy footing around
The day rap dies you should bury my rhyme book in the ground
I'm Jordan I go over heads like projectors
Every time I drop Im get lectured
No props just what I could do better
When am I gonna write like you? Never
Jot down schemes just like a collector
Kill a beat I love then I like it better
So when I ghost ride I'm riding a specter
F and U are my favorite letters
You save your beats? This guys an investor
Pointless like crime fighting endeavors
I kill em young like child molestors
So I'll take your advice when this calibers how you can write
I set the standard you try jump
But you Missed the bar like a Jewish rite
When you dudes try to criticize like you could write
I lose my mind
Cuz I'm stupid nice in this booth
I wrote my whole life but then who am I?