I realized there was a road at the end
I would win lots of pots and gold
but I lose control around 7,
the devil tried to bottle my soul,
then at 8 or 9 I saw I had a crazy mind,
wrote my first lazy rhyme with no pen,
figured out I wasn't like them other
teacher asked me what I want to be
stack funds and live life until my living is done,
I told her most people let 9 to 5's
look at my eyes I'm not the one, you see
I went from fragrances to pissy floors,
you can smell the Christian Dior,
I went from breaking in my neighbor's Honda Accords,
laughing at the loot I made before.
Right now all I gotta do is smile
till I'm coppin' they checks
and I'm sloppin' they breasts,
they be like, shy you the best,
cause all I need is a homegirl, friend, lover,
but I'm off in my own world,
learned from my brother, I re member it was just him,
Had to sell verses on Ebay
The industry thought that I was trying to BJ
My family told me get a job at BJ's Hell nah,
cause I knew that I could spit ill
I'm in a race against time and it gets real
I'm running in a marathon
and trying to pay my sprint bill
My father instilled something
Cause you stop living fast
when you witness slow death
so how come my homeboy soon to be bride
keeps telling me she's wet that shit got me vexed now
she's sending him a text saying i'ma get some rest
while she kissing on my chest
start grinding like i'm pushing
told me since i'm a rapper
i'm the shit and the shit it
there's so much power and
that my words may be louder than actions
i am not no bitter spitter
killer killer dealing waiting,
I deliver shit to give you shivers
The internet got these beginners
Hip -hop is finished and I gotta wonder
Why these dudes are playing dudes
They rob a Downy and trap a Thunder
People tell me I'm about to blow
Every time I leave the stage
I'm thinking I need a kid,
But what's a hit song without the dough
I'm Super Mario in the third world
Trying to get to H4, I left world 2
I should do a joke button
But I would rather save the princess
Dumb motherfucker nicknamed me incest
I wanna live forever but it's not about fame
I believe in prayers but I gotta get paid
Even Creslo got a dollar in his name
If I wasn't me I'd be afraid
cause I think too much when I'm sober
Betting on my self these days
So nice, so mean, feelin' bipolar
Y 'all listen backwards, so I talk like Yoda
Punchlines, deep shit, metaphors
fast he does with eyes closed
Enjoy, you will, to keep my soul
I look to the world as it
Just don't let the spin get you