Y’all done broke my heart already-

Had to learn, to raise the bar, I’m way beyond my Levi-

…pressure is all but petty-

I recognize the scars I carry, it’s too often heavy-

Harder than imagined, I marvel at what my thoughts could bury-

Bruh-

I done dealt with situations, like a mental patient-

Now this mental giant, does features and paperwork for payment-

I be filing taxes, and having to keep my booking statements-

Fear the IRS, when I chop it with my booking agent-

Peek the recipe, vulgar the way I cook up pages-

Similar to the recipes I would shake and bake with-

I’ve been planning trajectories, got me looking famous-

All the while, I’m plotting the come up, like I just left the basement-

I got the best Arrangements, I’m betting I’m most contagious-

Open flame, I’m ether in spoken language, with no containment-

In my scope of hopes, I be playing broke, but got loaf for days and -

The best feeling is when I’m going for broke on stages-

I hope this stains on your soul

Knowing my vocal chain is, like-

20k out the door, so you know the vocals is playing right-

I ain’t got no remorse for those that be taking life, like it’s some kind of joke, complaining day and night, just-

Raise you right hand, I be thinking god damn, I’m impatient -

Any way you cut it I ain’t the person to play with-

Raise your right hand, I be thinking god damn, there’s a wait list-

Anything worth having, you gotta learn to embrace it-

Raise your right hand I be thinking god damn I’m a loser-

Addiction in my past, so they label me an abuser-

Raise your right hand I be thinking god damn I salute ya-

The writings on the wall, I’m just trying to change my future-

I was an awkward child ,

Philosophical, but often wild-

Couldn’t help but feeling I’m lost in crowds-

Personal experience and pain is all I know-

It’s like the rose that rose from concrete didn’t need the light to grow-

People keep on throwing shade, it’s a possible sign of mold-

But I keep digging up my grave,

Every time Act on Impulse-

Now it’s Impossible to control, ADHD, you blame me-for every thought that distracted me, now that’s the shit that pays me-

I reactively, adapted, and took the path where they played me like a sucker-

Til I came up from under, and Patrick swayzied-

Them mother fuckers, you blame me?

See I be keeping track, like a fat kid that you bullied and grew up, to hating snacks-

I got a list of people listen, I ain’t ever forgetting-

Who was there for me but mostly the ones that ain’t pay attention-

And neglected me, I ain’t need nothing from y’all at all-

I got my fans going harder for me than most of my dogs-

Aint it pitiful…. There was plenty nights of feeling miserable-

Slightly regrettable like the day they sliced my umbilical-

When your highly forgettable, you can hide in subliminals-

Until the day it comes to em hugging up on my genitals-

Raise you right hand, I be thinking god damn, I’m impatient -

Any way you cut it I ain’t the person to play with-

Raise your right hand, I be thinking god damn, there’s a wait list-

Anything worth having, you gotta learn to embrace it-

Raise your right hand I be thinking god damn I’m a loser-

Addiction in my past, so they label me an abuser-

Raise your right hand I be thinking god damn I salute ya-

The writings on the wall, I’m just trying to change my future-