It's been so many times when all the people have counted me out
Inside the game of rap but now I'm trapped in a cloud full of doubt
With no way to get out I would hear all the lyrics that's out
And they been so dry that even if I took care of the drought it
Wouldn't really matter cause they'd go back and listen to shit and
Idolize the rappers that ain't real they just playing a skit and
Would leave me here to fix the art in the game
I'm not Picasso not painting pictures for the sake of me playing dang
I'm tryna leave a legacy and just build a career
But I been balling on the court for a couple of years
Practicing my craft as I'm making everything turn to gold lyrics flow
And beats gettin' em high like they on edibles
It's funny how I got to this point as I'm taking shots
I been telling people I'm sick since I was fighting docs
And I been on the clock the time ain't running out so
I put my foot on the gas tryna level this out
Do it for a little bit of money ain't it funny how a nerd can observe all the tracks that's out
And simply piss on the fires they claim man shut your mouth
So I lay the SmackDown like it's 2002
And be a beast on a track as I be barreling through
With my skills I'm always perfectly honest down to the T
But with the industry it's perfectly nonsense
So man get outta here saying I won't make it in a couple years
I put my cards on the table cause niggas funny here
With little fans I got some rappers here on high alert
Knowing the kid is hungry and ready to dive in a cypher first
It's not my fault if I put some of these people in a hearse
It's just some competition that's missing onto the Earth
Real rap