[Intro]
Yeah, shoutout to Logic
BobbyBoy Records I’m coming for ya
Keep me on your radar
Stead’ of sleepin on me like you sippin Robitussin
Shit, keep that for the ad-lib

[Verse]
Who on the come up do better
Buried in the rhymes are lessons
From failures, dig deep and you’ll find the treasure
No matter what I do I’m shit on
Until I make it happen then they say I was slept on
That nerd from the front of the bus
Finally sitting in the back
So many chips on my shoulder
I be looking like the hunchback
Of Notre Dame, I be throwing bullets
On some Nick Foles shit clutchin up the game
I ain’t in this shit for the money or for the fame
I just wanna give kids who were like me
To have their dreams represented by name
While you’ve been waiting
I’ve upgraded and elevated
Hustlin’ in my attic like an addict
Writing bars on bars tryna create the next Illmatic
I’m a polarizing guy some people love me
Some people hate me
And when I sign the dotted line
My naysayers will have no choice
But to claim I made a deal with satan
On the real, I recognize this might not impress you
Lengthwise but stick with me till’ the day I blow
Starting to find myself in these tracks I’m finna glow
One day my own Protégé will immortalize my flow