Sometimes I wonder how did I get here

Against the odds, rubber slippers

Running up these wet stairs With a fucking knife

Slipped a couple times

Almost nine, but i had a nurse to stitch the cut in time

Yeah: and time heals but the scar stays

Taking out the stitches, giving God praise

For showing the way, to my inner Sanctum

Forgiving, and for giving a sinner answers

To the questions that the righteous ask

Visions of the perfect future got me wishing I could rewrite the past

Shoulda stayed away from the street where them guys ran up on me With machetes

They didn’t make a tech spray at least

But they cut me deep, blade halfway inside my left wrist

I shoulda never fallen in love

Butterflies in my colon and all Poop ‘em out

Women having niggas whipped, I swear all of us flogged

Transfer to someone else like they balling in clubs

Bunch of players

Tell me guys, do you feel my pain?

She loves you ‘cos you perfect and she leaves you ‘cos u still the same

Chasing Mrs. Right and chasing a dream

Sometimes the same coin with opposite faces it seems

Dont forget us when you make it

Don’t forget me if I don’t make it

I deserve the bread so much you think my mama home baked it

This will perhaps burn bridges

But I heard that people who suck at rap turn critics

Uhn, chill my nigga just listen

But it’s pointless, you hated before you heard

Boy it’s annoying when I am debated among your peers

And you try to be different cos it’s cool to be

Who is he?

Getting shine and he don’t rock no jewelry

Try to know the dude at least

You good at what you do. What have you achieved

M.I, Modenine, two of the greats, I ain’t no hater

But I’m hot on their heels like volcano craters

Hope they ain’t mad at me for tryna take their spot

I been on my grind since before vagina became box

Watching the throne: a fan, protege, and now the competition

So it’s an honour to be the one to take it from ‘em niggas

It’s all love but I’m killing everything I’m on

Hopefully I’ll make music they love enough to sing along

Baby steps, short reach of my legs

Headed to the Headies reciting my speech in my head

And then they announced a winner and for while I was fazed

But then Toolz booty came and put a smile on my face

Phone blowing up, twitter, text here, text there

Everybody saying don’t you worry, get ‘em next year

Shit, I ain't gon lie, man I felt hope

Nominated finally, I thought I was in stealth mode

Hey brownie, do you think of me?

Every night I swear that I can still hear you sing to me. Crushed a nigga’s spirit

And now I love you means nothing when I hear it Dreams of getting famous together

Woke up and felt such pain as I never imagined

That I could feel, Remember, nah

Conversation full of LOLs

Angel in my paradise, now devil in my hell, oh well

Still in my dream, a wedding bell rings

Giving me some hope like it ain't over till Adele sings

Why you afraid? I ain’t into kiss and tell things

I knew that it was over the minute I heard Adele sing

The most gifted of my time but always left out

Niggas feeling at home, it’s time to move ‘em to the guest house