Eight-five, bring the heat

I'd like to say thanks for your purchase, I really really hope it was worth it

I made it with the purpose to be of service to anybody else who is nervous

I said it'd get better but it might not You might have to make reels and TikToks

Of you dealing with a heckler or a drug peddler And shoot them all in the same wide shot

This artform attracts weirdos They grip that mic then the cheers slow

They create an awkward silence in the first three rows

Cause they think that they're Ben Shapiro I can't keep all sides going, I'm chewing and

Throwing Have to be crazy to do this and I think that

It's showing What am I proposing

The chapter's closing My whole life I've wanted to be joking and composing

They throwing up their hands while I'm up in this bitch

They put me on a lineup cause I fill up a niche

I got a plot to get rich, it goes off with no hitch

I will run this shit till it gives me a stitch

They throwing up their hands while I'm up in this bitch

They put me on a lineup cause I fill up a niche

I got a plot to get rich, it goes off with no hitch

I will run this shit till it gives me a stitch

Throw out insults with my money, insult Don't know how to conduct myself as an adult

I keep getting messages from the damn landlord Enjoying her power like she ran stacked hoard

I've just got to vent, I have malicious intent I'm not content, my money's spent on rent

I hate doing my shopping, I find it shocking Only do my washing when the housemates are watching Nobody's making me dinner and it's making

Me thinner Trying to get my life together but I'm just

A beginner Before I lose my subscribers, I'll make the

Tone lighter I'm just pissed off that I have to eat fiber

Be Richard Pryor, the ultimate fantasy But I do this just because of my insanity

Coming to the city just because of my vanity And bitch get this, I miss my family

They throwing up their hands while I'm muffing this bitch

They put me on a ladder cause I fill up a niche

I got a plot to get rich, it goes off with no hitch

I will run this shit till it gives me a stitch

They throwing up their hands while I'm muffing this bitch

They put me on a ladder cause I fill up a niche

I got a plot to get rich, it goes off with no hitch

I will run this shit till it gives me a stitch

I have to rebuff, on myself I'm too tough I don't talk about the things that I'm proud

Of enough Got a house and a job, make those haters

Stop Cause I write the words on paper, then I

Make some bob And I'm independent, my raps are splendid

I get better every year like the world intended I don't want to be famous, it's a pain in the

Anus I just want to make art cause it makes me

Great And it's good for my head, if you want to

Be dead Just wait till you turn 25 instead

Your brain's not fully developed, is what I read

Every frontal cortex, is what it said So don't be no fetter, shit just might get

Better And your brain will get stronger to deal

With the pressure Trying to make a better world that the

Kids will be living in That was my album

Thank you for listening

Thank you for listening

They throwing up their hands while I'm up in this bitch

They put me on a lineup cause I fill up a niche I got a plot to get rich, it goes out for no hitch

I will run this shit till it gives me a stitch

They throwing up their hands while I'm up in this bitch

They put me on a lineup cause I fill up a niche I got a plot to get rich, it goes out for no hitch

I will run this shit till it gives me a stitch