[Verse 1: FR33STYLE]
Storming in at six AM, asking if I'm up yet
All up in my face and now they're asking if I'm upset
My true feelings, nah man you will never suspect
I'm always flying high taking rides in the club jet
Taking you to school, hope you're comfortable with the subject
This is a tough act to follow and you happen to be up next
Got a bit of stage fright? You're strung up like a puppet
But I don't mind if you're quiet, I don't like it when you object
Ever since I was a kid, didn't notice any weakness
'Cause I never got picked on by the older kids at recess
See I got a crown like the horse who won the Preakness
You a lowlife in society and I am an elitist
My delivery gives you shivers like you're living up north
But the summer's on smash and you know I'm gonna scorch
I love to play the game, yeah rapping is my sport
Wouldn't be the man without the fans so thanks for the support
I dispersed these varied verses and over them you marveled
And that tells me exactly what they're worth like a barcode
You can scan my tracks to find out the price is right
And as far as your favorite rapper goes, I am twice as nice
I'm rapping for the hell of it, you trying to stay relevant
Honestly, you're out your element, no worries though I'll settle it
So call it what you want like Foster the People
If this wasn't good enough I'll drop jaws on the sequel