I'll never make it in the rap game

I don't give a fuck homie

I don't give a fuck (Prolonged)

I don even feel the need to flash chains

I'll just end up poppin' pills

Call me Max Payne someday

I'll never make it in the rap game

I don't give a fuck homie

I don't give a fuck (Prolonged)

I don even feel the need to flash chains

End up poppin' pills call me Max Payne

I found a beanie in my room had a weird day

It's a precursor to my thoughts now I hear gray

I see white and black sitting right in front of me

Sippin on that Sunny-D

Mix it with the bubbly

To try to act classy

Ripped jeans and a Samurai Jack tee

Well I guess if this is me now

Hoverin' on the seas with the keys

To my peace and my eyes on the ground go

Its been a year since I recognized my face in a mirror

Fate getting clearer state feeling weirder

Changing is a good thing in most cases

But I'm half asleep so I'm so tasteless

I have not decided on my path

Aside from knowing that I have to take the road less traveled

So blessed absolutely stupid

I don't want to really fight I just want to do music

But I'll fight if I have to