These dudes spittin' bout they paper, I spit a constitution

They say that they a problem, well shit I'm the solution

They claim to be the best, my best hasn't happened yet

They say they push keys, I hold the key to happiness

They spittin' rich rap, gun clap, platinum

I'm givin' real rap, shit that is happenin'

They call me the present, but I could make you absent

With my words or my weapon, bottom line I'm abstinent

They cannot fuck with me, this is not an accident

I am not an activist, nor am I a pacifist

I am just a passionate, bastard gettin' past the point of passiveness

The heart of a slave and the mind of a master mixed

Asterix, star power, I stand for this, wallflower

Ask your chick, long hours

My fans searchin' like bar bouncers, now y'all found it

Let's be clear

You was waitin' for a savior, well he's here

No need to feel fear

You was waitin' for a savior, well he's here

Let's be clear

You was waitin' for a savior, well he's here

No need to feel fear

You was waitin' for a savior

They tell you that they gettin' it, I had it when I left the womb

They be havin' buzz, my career's electrocuted

I don't mean it's dead to you, I just ain't no extra fool

Tellin' you I'm stretchin', movin', whippin', bakin', gettin' loot

They rap about they cars, planes, different transportation

I could stand still and move folks with conversation

They in the club killin' time gettin' wasted

I'm in the club with my lines changin' nations

You probably thinkin' why he focusin' on them

He got his own career, he should be focusin' on him

Look, I had to go within, God chose me so it's him

I address what gets me vexed but y'all don't notice these are hymns

Hip-hop gospel, hostile, my arms are gettin' tired

I been holdin' on, throwin' y'all Armageddon's fire

I inspire humans, they just gonna lie to you

I don't wanna hide the truth, stoppin' me's impossible

They could have the hottest beats, they get ill production

But when you mention top emcees, you do not discuss them

Maybe that's an untruth, maybe when these dumb dudes

Hit you with these lines about the crazy things they guns do

Maybe when they bullets turn your body into junk food

Or when they mention jewels, you don't see that doesn't bug you

So you be like "oh man, yo you heard this new kid?"

Then I hear his weak flow, then I feel stupid

They just takin' space, damn, I'ma take my time people

They do it for Def Jam, I do it for blind people

They made a million, sellin' children crack

I'ma sell a million and then pay the children back

They seein' color, white versus black

I'm puttin' red from my blood on the track

I'm seein' green, spittin' blues, runnin' laps

Gettin' tan, push purple, kept a chrome colored strap

Just so I could write raps, so the fans go and purchase me

But I watch my step like I pledge in a fraternity

Music is the universal language so a verse from me

Is similar to any syllabus at universities

See me in the booth, and I'm standin'

Makin' records so the fans could rate it

Ran into my man, just got his left leg amputated

No exaggeratin', told me he's a fan and lately

Certain songs I made got him through it, so fuck my aggravation

Maybe I'll get accolades later, and make a fortune spittin'

But if I do not, I am fortunate either way, listen