Yeah, Yeah
Look

I act like I dont need help
And thats a damn shame
Especially considerin the heavyweight of my damn name
Relyin on this maps app, due to heavy waits in these damn lanes
Now strayin back and forth between Champagne and Unc Sam's change
Who am I really? I last recall a connoisseur
Of music and literature, now its hand guns and fallin for
The type I meet on Skype, who net dream of Fall Dior
Only confide in n***as, and Fuck em to cut Cavali Cords
Big head, Big Dreams - If you was me, you would follow yours
Embrace my tribulations, smile through salt rain and fallin swords
Til my last breath, is the way that i'll be crawlin towards
Them pearly rap gates, and the favorite you'll be callin yours
I mean, you know what they say right
Youn't deserve shine, if you wastin all ya day light
Damn, I was thinkin the other day like
What can I leave in the past, all in order to make right

Influenced, back in school i was a truant
Due to sleepless night caps, topped off with a fluent
Contusion, to my writin pad - a number two movin
Was equivalent to breathing the air that we all induced with
Hit hoes with the duces, Dany didn't raise me foolish
Good head on my shoulders, but with this mouth piece ima nuisance
So i figure why not use it to boost the views that we used to
I made it to 21, and where i'm from thats not usual
But dont for one fuckin second, think a n***a put the stick down
I had to widen my focus, cause you n***as think yall slick now
N***a i'll take the charge, smile hard, and go sit down
So you should shut the fuck up or when you see me n***a get down
And then my conscious calls, and makes me think of my moms
And how it would reflect, if her only son had got lost
In this paradoxical trap, into which he was brought
To embark on the path of greatness the ones before me had sought