I made the mixtapes like f*ck it who hasn't
This the one that set the tone for the rest of the album
I'm giving to you Muke Jaylin as if you could grasp him
Cause I'm dope with the scope you couldn't imagine
Now I scoped it out think it's time for some action
I wonder if I should rap this while I put on my glasses
Young Quincy Jones dark skin Michael Jackson
Sincerely hard Headed is an automatic classic
Cause I'm full of passion
Think I ought to pass it
Don't have to be a pastor
Just to teach
Everybody a barbie or Savage
It's extraordinary
To think you're ordinary
And then to reach
To a peak you define as success
You know when time for hard
You know that was a test
I didn't get that far
Lord knows I tried my best
Just put my faith in God
Weight lifted off my chest
Poppin word pass the porch but not popular
Peeping at the past like grandpa binoculars
When I pull up monopoly why not believe it's watching us
Proper beast dog police that probably like to pop at pups
They pop at us
Cause we black as f*ck with dreadlock and rust
Pop up in my head collect my bread and then just lock it up
But now im stuck
And that shit is dead cause I do not give up
You sipping soup
Bitch I got the juice
It's neither pop or punch
I know they feel the impact within every punch
As to peace and frustration is within everyone
Not the shit but a stench comes with every skunk
The muke Jaylin no imitation the very one
This one so exclusive it's rest in peace to Rob
Dropping jewels and got pieces left for you to rob
This flow so leave the engine on in the garage
This all reality boy this ain't no Mirage