I'm boxed in

I'm caught in a

Web of nonsense

It's often I

Feel I'm not shit

Hip-hop is the only thing I got

Don't give a fuck 'bout my options

As long as I'm killin' beats and boppin' (Uh, yeah)

(I said killin' beats and boppin')

Sick of the life that I'm livin', but not switchin' it up

Givin' a fuck about a minimal buck

I wager that's only half of my luck

Trapped in a cage, shackled in rage with the weight of a truck

Upon my shoulders

Fuck with me, I'm colder

Than any iced-up prick who thinks they're bolder

Hold up

Fold up the chair, homie, you know what's

About to happen

I'm snappin' the necks of jokers

I don't fuck with clowns

I just roll up to the pound

Snatch the crown off the biggest dog in hold-up

Off the leash, I'm king-speakin' belief

Max capacity, I'm gonna reach

Upward climb, the peak is in my sights

Write rhymes and speak what's on my mind

Tough times won't hold me back from shinin'

I'm a motherfuckin' knight

Best believe I am ridin' my horse into the sunset

A four-door Porsche

If I fall, then I'll get up quick

There ain't nothin' I can't do 'cause winnin' is my function

I was born to run shit