Uh
Never thought I'd be in this position
Rarely shocked, but I mean I'm winnin'
Never thought I'd be a rapper
Scary thoughts come when I spaz up
Never thought I'd make music
Always thought that shit's useless
But, I mean it's kinda like I'm made for
Ain't clean with it but I came forth
And whatever y'all say, you can't take me down
I spread up my rage, I'm a tank, I get loud
Give my thanks to the crown
´Cause when I bang, it's with this sound
And I got dark thoughts that come up
Like the last tape, but I got hard with some stuff
It's bleak in my brain
Try feelin' the pain
A thousand and three times a day
Double and triple it
And coupled with the pen
Now y'all know why I'm seekin' some grace
And I keep this shit safe
Locked away
Nah, I won't cooperate
With what I feel
Up my veins
My blood, I feel like it's a poison
My luck is sealed, I shut the noise in
My head is poised with
This pen, my toy, shit
And I don't know no more
I feel like I'm repeatin' myself
The pain comes back, repeats itself
I'm repeatin' myself
Eternal torment like I'm seated in Hell