[Intro]
Last year I was
Dr-Drib- dribble down the court
Dr-Drib- dribble down the court
This year I'm kicking it
I'ma kick it for like a motherfucking soccer ball

[Verse 1]
I lost my fucking mind I can't find it
But that's okay, cause being normal's not a fucking option
Cause if it was then rap wouldn't be my main focus
I'd have a nine-to-five, a wife that'll hang my clothes up
I'd have a couple kids, a house, to call my home but...
Something crazy happened, rap became my home, yup!
Ever since the evidence became so relevant
That I was meant to set mics on fire, I've been hesitant
But that's over and I'm killing what it's the hell has sent
If you have an issue 'bout who I say I'm better than
You can try to write a song, diss me if you ever can
But the only thing you got on me is this Eminem
It's getting old, we don't share no pens
So stop with all these dumb accusations and comparisons
We ain't nothing alike, we just white
So what's the problem between us that's causing this fight

[Hook]
Can I kick it? (Yes, you can!)
Now let me show the whole world that I ain't playing around

[Verse 2]
I need a U-Haul to carry this weight
I bury the hate, inside of a very big crate
Too scary to stay
You better be very afraid
I carry a cape, I'm Superman, American made
You a fairy with a glare and it's gay
You compare yourself to the best when you barely can slay
I bring urgent care when I rap, don't you get carried away
"Son, sit down, get a job", something your parents will say
And when I eat MC's, that's really only an errand to me
You ain't even half decent, boy / girl, you're half retarded
You're like a turtle next to me, I'm an Aston Martin
These kids are hoping to cash out with the rappin' art when
They realize 20 years down the road, they haven't started
A career, then it;s clear that you in fact, are garbage
So, please sit down or walk yourself inside of a coffin
Let the pros handle the hustle while you stand there stalking
Hating on every move we make, hoping we don't reach stardom

[Hook]