[Verse 1] Cataclysmic in everything that I'm spitting
I'm spitting tryna make history
Local, tryna go the distance
Could never think in the box that you think in
I have a greater mission
To change the world's direction
Indicator light - blinking
How'd I make the transition from a
Lame to the illest stunna
The lane that I picketh got me ascending like pigeons brother
Cause since a chicklet
I done made the decision
I would blow up out my city
Make top 10 'fore I hit 20
Don't place me in this rap genre
You can't categorize me
I'm making music for the people straight maxima-mizing
My reach
Far past any beat or skin color
I'm for the brothers but also for every ethnicity
I'm unifying communities
Passing by all the scrutiny
Rapid fire I'm spewing heat
Rapping fire I'm chewing beats
Rap messiah
Probably think this was the second coming
Prophecies being fulfilled
I'm coming through, you hear those trumpets, huh
And thus I'm controlling you like a Muppet
Hungry for all that's coming like tape worms in my stomach, ain't that something
Remember in middle school being minuscule
Used to be the little dude, now every time they see me
They like

[Chorus] Look at you doing your thing
Who would've know you would've grown to be something this big
Went from unknown to doing shows all over the grid
Whoever thought someone I've known since a kid
Who'd be in this position
You in the greatest position
Wish I was in your position
Good luck with your position
You what the game has been missing

[Verse 2] And I'm the greatest musician, at least that's what I'm telling myself
Until I get to the position where I'm buried in wealth and have a story to tell for every person I've helped
And people know by looking at me that I've done did my services
Better yet I made a way, despite all of the turbulence
Tried to put me in a box and though I ain't against cervixes
I'm driven to be permanent
On my no permit ish
I'm the matador of my category
Getting rid of all the bull that you rappers store
Making a way for you boys, I'm building passage doors
Dreaming while I'm scheming, thinking what I need a mattress for?
Thinking why I need a helping hand when I done made it out the traffic jam
Shaking hands with Uncle Sam
Heard my tracks popping now they tryna hop up on the band
Thinking it was easy for me - instant like Alakazam
Initially people were never listening
Women would always snicker and critics were steady dissing me
But somewhere 'long the lines between writing rhymes and discipline
I realized Bent could be bending ish with his penmanship
That's when I knew this would be my career
And to finally prove my worth you know it took a couple years
But now I'm making noise, leaving the game impaired
Walking around my peers the only thing that I hear is

[Chorus] Look at you doing your thing
Who would've know you would've grown to be something this big
Went from unknown to doing shows all over the grid
Whoever thought someone I've known since a kid
Who'd be in this position
You in the greatest position
Wish I was in your position
Good luck with your position
You what the game has been missing