[Hook: C.A.M]
I know imma get it, I just don't know how
Yeah, my name is C.A.M, you know that I'm the Bawse
Started from the ground, but now I'm standin' tall
And plus I'm better than each and every one of y'all
I know imma get it, I just don't know how
Yeah, my name is C.A.M, you know that I'm the Bawse
Started from the ground, but now I'm standin' tall
And plus I'm better than each and every one of y'all

[Verse 1: C.A.M]
Uh, probably thought that hook was wack
But I bet if Sosa said it you'd think it was crack
Man, that gets on my nerves, how people like him get famous
I swear his rhymes are contagious, but it ain't entertainment
Yo, he's just brainwashing all, all of these adolescents
To smoke some good ol' Mary in the room called the basement
And run away from your home with a couple of friends
Try this thing called Molly, then you turn up. Dead!
Then your whole family attends your funeral service
Everybody is crying, wiping tears with the napkins
Your parents distraught, they got no clue what happened
They start blaming themselves for everything that just happened
While students at school just move on with they're lives
Still bumpin' "Finally Rich", by a dude with hair in his eyes
Back to the parents, they're sad, it's apparent
Then they go kill themselves, oh no
The cycle is recurrent

[Hook: C.A.M]
I know imma get it, I just don't know how
Yeah, my name is C.A.M, you know that I'm the Bawse
Started from the ground, but now I'm standin' tall
And plus I'm better than each and every one of y'all
I know imma get it, I just don't know how
Yeah, my name is C.A.M, you know that I'm the Bawse
Started from the ground, but now I'm standin' tall
And plus I'm better than each and every one of y'all

[Verse 2: C.A.M]
Verse number two, and I'm comin' back hard
Bout to speed it up, so don't press pause
They say rap's all about subject
So which phony should I call out next
Nah, nevermind, I'm done doin' that
But shoutout to Lupe, that's real rap
I can only hope to be that good
But sometimes I feel like I'm misunderstood
No I didn't grow up in a hood
No I didn't
No I didn't grow up in a hood
Yeah, I can tell you that
But the effect rap's had on me
Has changed my life, literally
I don't think that you'd understand
So why don't you go stand under me
Or if you want, you can take a seat
While I chill here and listen to beats
And write these lyrics, tryin' to get my shine
Get rid of the people that waste my time
Get rid of the people that hold me back
Tryin' to reach my goal: a platinum plaque
While you sit there on your couch all fat
Got no girls, so you're forced to fap
Took the summer off
Studied my words and revised my rhymes
Now I'm comin' back 10-fold
I'm C.A.M! Acronym for destruction
As in destroying these beats
And maybe your mother

[Hook: C.A.M]
I know imma get it, I just don't know how
Yeah, my name is C.A.M, you know that I'm the Bawse
Started from the ground, but now I'm standin' tall
And plus I'm better than each and every one of y'all
I know imma get it, I just don't know how
Yeah, my name is C.A.M, you know that I'm the Bawse
Started from the ground, but now I'm standin' tall
And plus I'm better than each and every one of y'all

[Outro: C.A.M]
I'm back!
And now I'm gone
Destroyed