I'm The Same Mutha$#&@a That Paint pictures on esisles city lethal ,
probably in the mutha$#&@in cut rollin up till my legs stuck i feel the headrush
live it up till you cant no more headed for the mutha$#&@in fame im never looking back ,

i dont believe what the pitching jack why they lying saying they did that done that did that,
probably ballng with budgets trippen off luggage end the dicussion if
you talking rapping bet i could make it happen quit the acting endless

writtens in my composition so optimisic proflic when i kick sit back and watch the god mc rip.

I Wonder if this life is really glamorous tell me why we hide

behind these cameras & never speak whats on our minds are thoughts are
channeled just another example to live a life filled with scandal to much to handle,
tryna forget my past so much im left in aftershock even if the cascet drops

I'll probably be broke looking for samples ,daily struggles of a broke musician don't feed into
the bull that the pitching i use it as amunition and drop bombs like its armageddon
i drop bombs like its armageddon got a reputation for blazing records city respect us

because we all speaking a postive message and
We got the power to accomplish anything we want to be honest living the life that
we wanted through speaking ebonics so ironic crazy knowing to someone your iconic

my motivation beause me and fake have no cor relation.

Mama always said to be patient i see it now from an angle god sent me my gurdian angel

time to turn this world back around now bet they still waiting for society's Savior ,
Living on top of the world oh thats your girl well ima score
i stay fresh just like i hopped out of the cooler never know whats in my mendulla

hiphop's my (*##$ so i persue her & i screw and i use her like she did me im just keeping it