Notes on Reality Video (MV)

There's only one mission now
That's to make my momma proud
They'll be pointin at her son
Saying damn he got it now
Yeah
Takes more than just some bars
Gotta find what's inside
Gotta show what you really are
Uh
Gotta show who's the man
Believing in myself
Is what puts me in high demand
Yeah
Call it high definition
They say my bars are offensive
But I'll sack the opposition
Nah I'm not tryna diss
But who the hell is this
Sounded like I had sniffle
All you haters make me sick
And yeah
I know I shouldn't rap
But I keep goin out there
Gotta give me respect for that
Or at least a solid dap
I've been making all this cash
My teller can't even count it
Young man had to tap
Yeah
I prefer to call it magic
There's no rhyme or reason
But my songs get you ecstatic
Uh
I just needed my space
Give me a place to write
And I'll make the latest craze
But
I've accepted my mistakes
But they make me stronger
You can't always do it in one take
But it's time for me take
What I feel is really mine
My momma looked at my eyes
And said don't lose that shine
Yeah
Smokin to astral planes
Never comin back
Because my mind gon disintegrate
Uh
They call me an up and comer
But my lanes too clogged
And I'm about to call a plumber
Uh
To remove your weak shit
Say you've been writing for days
But I've been writing for weeks, shit!
I guess I got off topic
And nah I haven't lost it
I'm not another white rapper
Boi use your logic
Now you're acting shady
And not the slim type
You know how I rap son
I keep it skin tight
Uh
I spit with no warning
Gotta duck and cover
There's no time for mourning
Uh
I've kept it one hunnind
My bars are too heavy
Got you over encumbered
Uh
Now I'm getting more aggressive
Say I'm not the type?
But my flo too progressive
Uh
But I'm in all states
Cuz I'm a general
And you a damn fake
But now I gotta finish
Before the time runs out
The clock is ticking faster
Gotta hang it up now
Uh
But never forget my lesson
Just be yourself
And they'll never forget your essence