[Verse]

Pick up a pen and pen it depending on how I’m feeling

Sky high on cloud nine or drowning in the deep end

One hundred, I no get need for pretending

Impending doom for who wants it, always out here making a killing

Is there room for a young rap nigga on the come up?

These niggas lying bout their come up

Do my name come up on your list when you make it?

Give me a couple years I’ll be topic of conversation

But them want keep we for the background

Gatekeepers with their hands out trying to leave us with our hands out

Plenty room for everyone to move around

But they’d rather we do the same thing, taking the same one route

But still hoping we eat off of this fire

Empawa tryna empower niggas to build their empires

This shit no easy but we just keep aiming higher

Maybe as high as world tours, festivals as headliners

I’m more concerned about facing my own realities

Than rappity rapping, tryna get my niggas through some real shit

Make some music they can relate to

Something to celebrate to realising our dreams came true

We go make am see I swear

Make you no sleep on yourself, and that be word to myself

Debut overdue, I apologise for the wait

Something heavy when it’s ready, won’t apologise for the weight