As I look beyond this hicktown palace
Tryna keep my balance
I'm held captive in a city of rednecks with no knowledge of my talents

Rest my talons on the top of the hip-hop residence, eyes on dead presidents
Other rappers move directionless run into a brick wall then blame the president
For their negligence, so they looking for the tech on the dresser, call it a protector

Someone talking trash, an hour after the shots come the flashing lights like projectors
Hiding out while they calling helicopters
He coming outside holding his chopper, if they try to shoot I'm busting back

What you think I got this glock for you better call the doctor
And my hometown citizens depressed over tumblr while they eat falafel
You can't blame them though

Never experienced racial profiling, home violence or Rikers Island
But they act like they've seen a struggle inside of their eyelids
Hook:

It seems the more we own, the less that we have
Deepest wounds come from the weakest of blasts
Fellow adolescents only have minds on reefers and cash

Blow it all and wonder how come they crashed
Verse 2:
Dudes play with their lives like light-year

Thinking that a coffin only last for a night
Then stuck in purgatory for light year after light year
I'm just tryna make my music hit the right ears

As the kicks and snares, lead me to the point
Where I kick it anywhere, without any fears of embarrassment and harassment
From those who want to see fail as a man

Some of those I used to consider friends, don't want to see this road end
The way that I've planned
Tryna keep my hype down, riddling in Ritalin when I'm riddling

Like Calvin Cambridge battling Bittleman
Now these cats tryna string me along straight fiddling
I'm up for all challenges, like the minutemen

This detonation is taking a minute man
It seems on every rap scene, I can't fit in the seams
LoMd king won't give up for the team

So I plan to blow up with a lyrical diet of C4's and Beans
(Hook)