(VERSE 1)
I got my back to the world in this slow society/
Working on my talents while they're growing quietly/

You can always find me in my high school hallways/
Listeing to music and write dope lyrics all day/
Students all say that I'll never achieve/

My big hopes of making it and the fame that I feen/
But I ain't chasing the green, or the chains and the bling/
I'm stating my dreams and making haters believe/

I'm waiting to see if all this hard work will pay off/
Because I'm always grindin, never taking days off/
I keep a pencil in my pocket and a pad of paper/

'Cause before I rap, I rap, and then I'm rapping later/
I have a rapid brain surge, when I hear a beat drop/
If hip hop is a game, then I found my sweet spot/

I'll be writing lyrics till I get arthritis/
And I'll quit doing it when SpongeBob gets his license./


(CHORUS)
Livin' fast in this slow society/
Slow society, Slow, slow society/

Livin' fast in this slow society/
Oh the irony, slow society/


(VERSE 2)
It seems that I'm to fast for this society/
No matter where I go, people are always eyeing me/

Like I got sobriety in this world drunk on hatred/
Same attitude, just with different faces/
Even back in 4th grade rocking K Swiss/

I told myself that I would take the world and change it/
And not die nameless, but amazingly famous/
I'm back to the basics and working till I make it/

I'm anxious, and hope we change the way we hear and listen/
'cause barely anybody pays attention to lyracism/
I'm bringing the fiercest rhythem, but ya'll don't recognize it/

I would spit it harder, but I'm afraid that I'll dent my mic in/
I possess the righteous, skills to make you wonder/
"How could he be that good of a rapper and still be a youngster?"/

My name's Hunter and it's an honor to meet you/
My life's a movie, this is just a preview./




(CHORUS)

Livin' fast in this slow society/
Slow society, Slow, slow society/
Livin' fast in this slow society/

Oh the irony, slow society/