[Chorus]
Celebrate, Celebrate, every day I celebrate
Retirement is well away so for now I celebrate
Celebrate, Celebrate, Every day I celebrate
I ain't going to hell today, so for now I Celebrate
[Verse #1]
Yo guys, it's AyJay
I'll shoot you down with AK, MAYDAY!
It's payday, hand over your paychecks
I just slay pray, while you others just do the Nae Nae
It's cray cray, how devoted I was
4 years later, I don't know what it was
Almost half a decade just blew past me
Because since then I've been doing true rapping
I celebrate because I finally built up
The courage to come out with a project and build up
From what I have started on
I used to be hard and all
But who wants to hear 11 year old rap, it's like volleyball
Out and in, back and forth
Quit and came back with an amount of force
That by 2013 I was about to burst
So in my songs all I fucking did was shout and curse
I'm like wow, is that really what I did
Every situation I butted in
I got so pissed off that I would just say fuck it man
Got a puppet in my hand cause it's my only company
One day I'm just going to own a company
But that's when I blow up triumphantly
I'm luckily in this rap game, man, I never stepped in reluctantly
[Quick Intermission]
[Edited Chorus]
[Verse #2]
I'm coming right back to slaughter you fools
Never thought I'd go through with this cause I'm caught up with school
But then I brought up a rule, You step to me rocking the jewels
Then I'll be stopping you ghouls
People think that I copy and rip off of others
That's so much bullshit that I slip on it brother
I flip on the rubber and fuck up the world
Cause I'm lyrically leaving an impact, in a whirl
I could stop you fake asses like control alt delete
Cause you machines don't know shit, you can't alter me
Cause my alter e-go, will repo, these cheap hoes
This industry bribes you with cash like monopoly
I will not be, tricked in the game
I stay on the sidelines, bitch I'm insane
I'm a wicked deranged kid, with dreams of rapping
So you better start picking my name
I don't care bout being big with the fame
These motherfucking raps are for me man
I got the power like He-Man
See man, I still got some motherfucking humor like Key and- Peele
Your raps, I don’t feel
I run a lap around the field
With laces and straps around my heels
So let me slap another meal
Down, kneel down, cause
The amount of skill I have compared is like a mountain over hills