[Verse]
Up late in my better way, starin' at my ceiling fan
Goin' round and round like life on a grander scale
I put it down, you barely put new shit up
Twenty-one mixtapes and I ain't even close to done
Ride with the system up, never really gave a fuck
Put a blunt into the atmosphere and watch it burn up
I was seven in my room with a mic and a boom box
Blocks hot, non stop, rhyme until the sun drops

[Outro]
Yeah, [?] shit, uh
Nah, for real?