[Sample: Kanye West]
That midwestern feel of that middle America soul
The purest, greatest musicicans, you know, come out of that environment

[Verse 1: Pat G]
Turn me up
Speaking from my heart and now I'll say
The rap game is what I play
Never going away
Hit the booth any time of the day
The brain I survey
Thoughts I convey and serve right off the tray
Writing credit you know that it's mine
Tunnel visioned at times but read between the lines
I just opened the blinds so y'all can see me shine
And hit rewind to combine what's in my mind
Fueled by what I don't know more than what I do
With what I pursue, there's no try just do it
And when I spit never wanting to quit
Stood up while they all sit and get lit
Representing where I'm from, only give it all or none
Until the day I'm done proving who's the one under the sun
I've begun to channel a superstar
On every bar so far
You can see just where we are
[Sample: Martin Luther King Jr.]
Through an act of congress our government was giving away millions of acres of land in the west and the midwest...

[Verse 2: Pat G]
All my homies know me as the master of ceremony
On the mic I am solely coming for you if only
That fake shit comes through
Keep it true and then I'll do what I need to
Came off clever so I can endeavor whatever
So what is diamonds are forever if my homies ain't together
I'll be making music whether or not you listen a lot
But if you fill the open slot my team is always in the spot
Look out
Because this is how you get got
And I'm not placing limits on what I can be
Hit a flow and feel free don't question my authenticity
I'm Pat G
Y'all can't fuck with me
Hate before you hear me exhibit
Always knew that I could spit so go away with that shit
Feels like I'm going insane with all these rhymes in my brain
But I've gotta maintain- can't let them fill my lane

[Sample: Martin Luther King Jr.]
This is what we're faced with, and this is the reality
Now when we come to Washington, in this campaign, we're coming to get our check
[Sample: Kanye West]
Never sell out
We've gotta fight