[Verse 1]
Fuck chapter 1
Close that book and peep the cover
No title, pieces hanging made of rubber
I'm soft to the eyes, reminding y'all that I'm a lover
Yet I still been dead inside since the day I left my mother
Little boy on the floor, guess what he dreaming 'bout?
How to use his voice and his soul without the preaching route
He'll never know when he's old he'll be bathed in gold
To drown out the fact that he paid for his goals
Sacrifice your sanity, that's step 1
Next, make sure your extremities shine wet like the sun
Decorate the body cuz your thoughts got you bleeding
And blame myself again as I start speaking
Then back to silence
Because you so passive from the hurt
In a city full of violence
Y'all got me wilding
Anxiety makes my brain so loud I seem quiet

[Hook] (x2)
What you know about it?
Starve yourself just to save food
What you know about it?
People come and go you getting used
What you know about it?
Wonder if I'm dead or alive
What you know about it?
Man I'm just tryna survive
[Verse 2]
I rather lived tipped over
So I don't feel this pain unless I walk the streets sober
You don't believe it rains
Dope fiend ducking
Filling his veins with something
Needle stains
Blood on his shirt but he keeps pumping
Jackson Ave. where you make your actions last
Disturb the crime scene before you knew what happened last
You rapping fast?
Rookies redundant
And extra syllables don't keep you from saying nothing
What you say is nothing so speak with what you do
All these little n***as know you came up
But shit, they tryna come up too
Asking for handouts
Denied so it's "fuck you!"
Send demos to labels
They reply and that's fucked too
God caging me in thick walls but I bust through...
And that's just real

[Hook] (x2)
What you know about it?
Starve yourself just to save food
What you know about it?
People come and go you getting used
What you know about it?
Wonder if I'm dead or alive
What you know about it?
Man I'm just tryna survive
[Bridge]
Born rash, bold
For more cash, gold
Weary, teary-eyed child with dreams in his eyes
Walking 400 blocks with fiends in disguise
The weed saved my life but it feeds my demise
Blunt bleeds and I die
Blunt recedes and I'm high
(I’m higher than a motherfucker)

[Verse 3]
The ancient man of the Midas touch
No others
Without a face his debut album sold with no cover
And somehow all the blunts evolved into Cuban cigars
From far we look galactic, my crew full of stars
Contemporaries? Sub-par
You big fairy, Jafar
Oh you dumb? Lamar
Where you from? From Mars
Diamonds on the arm
A dark face full of charm
Can't relate?
That's karma as I switch the patterns
Swaying back and forth in my designer
Window shattered
And my reflection asked for more than the glass could handle
So my mirror busted up below my scented candle
Heavy
Sandals, robes, crown
Looking like the king in Daniel
Been with vandals, taught me how to stack my ends till they meet
Pockets swole, wallet got morbid obesity
Just listen when Jesus speaks
Custom shoes on my feet
No date for release
Just wait for next week
[Hook] (x2)
What you know about it?
Starve yourself just to save food
What you know about it?
People come and go you getting used
What you know about it?
Wonder if I'm dead or alive
What you know about it?
Man I'm just tryna survive