Whether or not you withered away yet is what I'm wondering

My cousin didn't hit you for nothing and split your double chin

Then rub it in to 20 plus of his buddies or something, it's incredible

I gotta commend you all for another hit

I don't get it. I'm shit at committing anything

To lyrics or a decent beat even though this's a bumping riff

Shit ain't even on beat and I think it's all my fault

I got a broken flow for the moment and I'm just stalling, y'all

But maybe I could make it cooler, move around a riff or two

A different view or listen is all I need to get in the booth

A bitter dude I did assume when I was finna get a clue

Incoherent when spitting shit in the living room

It's still Kory, I don't think I'll ever change the name

Smack a trick with the dull side of a serrated blade

Did Coolio get the channels with his remaining braids

I bet it wasn't even in color considering his age

Part of me is sorry I hardly ever got harmony

I'm not really a singer, I'm not even good as Cardi B

My sharpened teeth will start to bleed

Harvesting on your arteries

As gnarly as it seems, I believe I peaked in my artistry

Heart disease

Nevermind, scratch that

Probably wrote enough in old notebooks to fill a hatchback

Might've even wrote in that rhyme scheme when I was mad wack

Sadly some of them were stolen along with my backpack

That was 2011 so I've been over this

Nowadays I write in my phone and instantly forward it

Google keeps on telling me I need to get more storage

Which is kinda stressing me out a little until I throw a fit

My lung capacity's actually just a tragedy

Can't complete a half a 16er without a massive deep

Inhale in the middle which isn't ideal on faster beats

How'd I get to rappin'? First thing I learned was a classic piece

What's the key to life? Keep in mind I'm the eager type

I think it's tryin' things that ain't easy until you reach a line

And it isn't the finish, but at any minute, we could die

Let's redefine the meaning and show what it means to be alive

Some people like to give me the evil eye and I've seen it right

In front of me so subtly. Could've missed if I blinked in time

Some cheeky guy

He couldn't shoot me down because I'm dreamin' high

And yeah, it's been a minute

Your boy is takin' the scenic ride

Cock-a-doodle-doo

Bitch'll never wake up

They forever stayin' superficial

Old me would shoot a missile at 'em

New me's too convinced I'll never reach enlightenment

By doin' hella stupid shit

Full stop

Had to add a cliche

It is gonna sound as sick hearing that in replay

Do people even do that anymore? Haven't seen a

Motherfucker do it in a while. Not in these days

Back when I was teenaged, I was horribly depressed

Nothing short of a miracle that I'm here to see the rest

Of what's to happen in my story. If I had no fear of death

Bet I wouldn't be here rappin' at you

But my spirit said that I shouldn't give up

There must be something in store for me

At a minimum I gotta make it up to 40

Because that's my dad's high score

If I come up short, I'll be salty in the afterlife

Knowin' there was a score to beat

Sufferin' a sore defeat

That didn't sound fun

So I told myself that I refuse to lose in round one

Even though the weight on my shoulders

Made me feel wound up

If I couldn't beat it

There's nothin' I could be proud of

Maybe I should take a break

Aimin' high was a grave mistake

Or may I be insane enough

To believe I could play the game

In such a way the listener'd

turn into a drum and say

Who is he? The rudest demon in the final movie scene

With super clean delivery which'll be sounding too dirty

Voice creakin' so frequently, you'd think he's still in puberty

Who's he even talkin' about right now? Is it you or me

Beautifully in tune with the humans confusing unity

With news of people shootin' a group or two every two or three days

Here in good old USA where we became so stupid we

Can barely tell we're mirroring tyranny

It's a huge disease

Did I turn it around? I think it's better than it started

But I'm feeling discarded

I can never win

Bout to throw in the towel; it's been a wild ride

Now it's bound to crash into the ground from a mile high