[Chorus]
(Yeah)
This for all those who get me, hope that you didn't miss me
I been working, I been zoning, all these skills I been honing
I hope you love it
I hope you really love it
I hope you look at all my shit and put this tape above it
I hope you really love it
(Yeah)
I made it all for you
(Yeah)
I made it all for you
(Yeah)
I made it all for you
(Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
I'm the realest
I'm not talkin' 'bout realness
I'm talking realism
See these other jokers in my lane I'm not feeling 'em
When these stoners talk about the Mary Jane
I don't deal with 'em
Bitch my lyrics like a weapon in this game
I'm concealing 'em
Surround myself with yes men
Swear that all this music that I'm makin' I invest it
Swear to god my ethic is nocturnal, never Rest in-
Peace
That word's not in my lexicon
Don't know what that means, uh
Feeling like a technician
Chasing that spark
When I first had that start
Where I bloomed on my art
So I dropped this tape for free
I'm giving you all of me
Just so one day you can see I'm not in it for the G's
And I've been shutting off my friends so I can shit on all my enemies
Like a plague, all up in this game, these motherfuckers sick of me
If I just keep on working, swear that is the perfect recipe
With hard work we can wash these rappers out like Listerine, yo
[Chorus]
This for all those who get me, hope that you didn't miss me
I been working, I been zoning, all these skills I been honing
I hope you love it
I hope you really love it
I hope you look at all my shit and put this tape above it
I hope you really love it
(Yeah)
I made it all for you
(Yeah)
I made it all for you
(Yeah)
I made it all for you
(Yeah)

[Bridge]
Who the hell am I?
What makes me?
Is this what I want? Is this what I wanna be?
Who the hell am I?
What makes me?
Is this what I want? (yeah) Is this where I wanna be? (yeah)

[Verse 2]
I'm sick of feeling like the odd one out
Never fitting in conversations
Feeling so damn complacent
Please God take my brain erase it
I don't wanna be this way no more
Fitting in is such a chore
Self conscious I'm so boring
They don't care about my story
I feel like I'm just here
Working until my brain goes numb
But they just snicker and sneer
(Pull the trigger, you might cheer up)
That's too dark; I need to ease up
I tell them all that I'm okay
I don't want to be a burden; think I'm meeting Tyler Durden
I'm too scared to say just fuck shit
Because people don't love it
They think they all above it, I plummet
(Okay, see how that sounds)

(Yeah)

I should really be above that
People don't really love that
But fuck what all these people think and they will hate regardless
You see those who keep on moving always seem to go the farthest
If I stopped when people said "no" wouldn't be searching apartments
Keep going till they can't stand me
Not in it for the grammy
I'm about to crush the game until these motherfuckers ban me
Chase your dreams
(Yeah)
Show these people and be the best you can be
(Yeah)

(Alright)