I'm nervous

I don't know how to hogtie people

You hit mute didn't you (I did)

You're gonna be on a song. You're on there now

This can't be life, I can't get right

I don't mean to overstep. I know you don't want no one's help

You can't just put the music out, and think it's gon promote itself

Working overtime, ever since my partner died a sudden death

Gotta up the score fasho, I don't know how much time is left

I ain't feared a thing, but fear itself, ever since my momma's belt

I think I can, I think I can. That right I know how Thomas felt

Training, like Alonzo yep

Mourning (morning), ain't laid down and slept

This can't be life, I can't get right. It might make Jaylen Brown go left

Praying on my yoga mat. Now I lay me down to stretch

Meditating, soul searching. Why haven't you found it yet

(Inaudible pondering) Impulse control

If it was poker, you're supposed to check

Just play the game, don't show your hand, but can't say I got no regrets

Pick myself up. Oh..Start all over again

If you wanna win in this world today

You gotta get up, start all over again

Oh, I'm telling you that's what you better do

It's difficult starting over, that's better than

I've been here before. Aye homie you need some help

Tried to share my platform with him. Give back to the village

I done been shot at like ten times, your raps won't kill me

So passionate, but it's still a hobby. I do that for a living

And could care less about a casualty, i'll crash on civilians

I speak on behalf of the brilliant. You're better than this, you knew better

You thought it was beneath me, but nah I'm too petty

I just left the post office, let's address some shit. I'll start with a few letters

F-U, like Eminem's song. But, this goes for whoever

Such a crazy fan, that's so easy to offend

Delusional, such a loser. Somewhere thinking you could win

The truth is, no one can google you. You're just leaking it to your friends

Keep reaching 'til all the inks out of your pen (Little Brother)

To the circle of jerks that just be rapping to each other

Stop gassing him. And no I'm not mad because you love 'em

Some of y'all halfway talented, but in the absence of your hustle

I might give a stack away and have a raffle for you suckers.

Shut the fuck up

I done told y'all bout all this good ass rapping y'all doing and ain't nobody made a dime! (Laughs hysterically)

You ain't made a dime