(Verse 1)
Gotta get feel for it
If you're tryna get a meal for it

Mama I'm tryna make a mil for it
While these amateurs scramble to make a deal for it


Can't see past the frontier
$#&@in up your mission, staying in the first gear
Aspirations of (*##$es is so basic

No one comes for complacence

Have you ever seen a G on a A List?

A ratchet up in Saks Fifth?
Yeah your honda got them 24's
But your couch got the plastic


And everyone is tryna make it
I don't know the meaning of the phrase

Tell me the difference between
Pissing in the wind and peeing in a maze


The illusion of freedom
There can only be one but everybody wants to be one
Our sins are syndicated

What's happening, all I see is reruns

I think history hates itself

I would too if I was so redundant
Tryna break the habit so my turkey is cold
Rearranging rocks as I work for the gold


(Verse 2)
Resonate with my renaissance

I'm probably where the rebels are
When you go against the grain
It's a bumpy road on the way to fame


I'm tryna pave the way
$#&@ walking on a another ^!$$%s path

I'm bouta change the game
$#&@ everything you think you other ^!$$%s have


Premonitions of a better life
Got me feeling like I lived it twice
So when I tell you that this world is mine

You better get chills up your spine

Cause I all I have is time

Time and a series of moments
I can smell the concrete
And it's oh so potent


(Verse 3)
Cake, cake cake cake cake cake

I want it all for my great greats
And put my journey on a video tape
So they can see how it all took shape


So they can see my blood and my sweat
How a pen and a pad bought that corvette

And may they never ever gloat
And may they never know the feeling of broke


A feeling a no hope
No matter which knob, the water comes out cold
Just put it on the stove

Baby boy, it'll be alright

Cause when I get the Maybach, it'll be all white

Celebrate my first grammy, it'll be all night
We dream for the outcome
I dream for everybody without one


Middle finger to a cubicle
I'm sure that life suited you

But for me, it might as well be a casket
And everyday would be my funeral

(Verse 4)
I swear I'll dig a rapper's grave 6 feet

The gallery calls it talent but it's instinct
Cause I hear em all fiending
Upon the first meeting, have you feeling like you missed me

Blessed with a gift that I cannot control

What you think the cameras is for
New comer bringing damage control
Egos got a pro dressed in amateur's clothes





Damn, don't give a damn if it's a friend or a foe
Tunnel vision of throne, anybody can get it
Body you ^!$$%s while I embody a legend

Only reason you're still alive is cause my story needs telling

Lyrically making boxes, watch me put people in it
Exposing all of the posers making room to replenish
Do it on my own dime, no dependents to push
Who need's a cosign when your credit is good?


I been said it, they was counting sheep
They embellish, their account of me
They call me king, I ain't there yet
This is only the beginning, you (*##$ ^!$$%s really shouldn't even be scared yet

But take your bottom dollar, bet it that I'm on to ya

I never sleep I got a fetish for insomnia
Tis a game, never put a face to a name
As I aim at Johnny Doe with my Tommy gun

Woah, did he really say that?
I'm bout to push these ^!$$%s way back
Time travel, I'll accelerate your clock

To the 14th minute where these ^!$$%s start to fade at

They try to get in the mind of McFly
I just hit em with rhymes like (*##$ die
They either wanna see Rick flair or Rick die
Them Boyz n' the Hood got shotties that go Pah!


Now a days gotta claim illuminati to just pop
Just remember it's an eye for an eye
Every single time you make a bet
Somebody's always gonna come to collect

When I die I wanna live in the sky
Even if it's by the skin of my teeth

Cause I don't want to feel the gnashing of teeth
My focus of contemplation as their passing the leaf

As every drop of liquor passes my cheeks
As I'm grabbing her $$# and she's grasping the sheets
I see the top floor and I'm living in this lobby
Screaming Lord, rid me of this body



But life is short so I digress
And my eyes veer back to that real tight dress
I'm only here for a fraction of eternity
So your cosign really ain't concerning me

What does the virgin see? The hope of the world?
Does he care about emotions of girls?
Does he see the spot light at it's brightest
Before it starts to dim, when they used to call him midas

My touch shall never fade
Stay golden pony boy
The outsiders are looking in
They don't care about the secret recipe, only what I'm cooking with

What does the virgin see?
The slow decline in his sense of urgency?
Does he wanna rewind to all the certainty?
That fact that I can't remember is irking me, ignorance is bliss