There’s things I lack
And unfortunate happenings
But I’m still happy to be me
There’s things I want
I still meet up with tragedy
But I’m still happy to be me


Zoan got no remorse
Changed how the sport
Is played
Made
Countless
Potential is boundless
Fate
Seems to dig me
Misery dissipated so quickly
I may never be 6’4
I may never dunk a ball through a hoop
But I’m capable of writing
I’m capable of exciting
The world through my melodic, soulful loops
Juke, juke, juke, juke
Cause you know that I be the Juke King
This gook, gook, gook, gook
Feeds the appetite with the food for thought that I’m cooking
Lack of plagues don’t change the fact
That I made myself an empire
Never got to work with so and so
But they’ll always remember me after I retire

Foreign
Not that of the natives
Learned from them
And somehow became the greatest
The latest
Sensation
Persuasion
The chicas hit me up with temptation
Dawg, I made it
Lost some day ones
Lost some old homies
It’s funny though
How I feel like strangers on the net
Are the actual ones that know me
I’m an LA legend like Nipsey and Kobe
Endowed with a fruit knife
Might scoff when they say choose life
But the ladies still pick me over him
Whether I’m in Gwangju, La Jolla, or in Dubai
New guys enter the game
Thinking that they can take away my crown
They can try all they want
But they can’t ever copy, jerk, or jock my sound