[Verse]

Up late in my better way, starin' at my ceiling fan

Goin' round and round like life on a grander scale

I put it down, you barely put new shit up

Twenty-one mixtapes and I ain't even close to done

Ride with the system up, never really gave a fuck

Put a blunt into the atmosphere and watch it burn up

I was seven in my room with a mic and a boom box

Blocks hot, non stop, rhyme until the sun drops

[Outro]

Yeah, [?] shit, uh

Nah, for real?