[Verse 1: Callon B]

Y’all want to know why the album is late?

I've been giving y’all time to get the last one straight

TOTP? Back when me and Doc put them days in

To make hits spending long nights in his basement

Yea, while y’all were all scared to hit stages

I was busting rhymes at the 8th celebration

Like that, then we had JP's packed

But they ain’t want me back because I cursed in my raps

But the way I moved crowds had a huge impact

On the surface, word

I was catching wreck in the underground circuit

Had them surfing, thеse local rappers nervous

For cеrtain, and industry leeches stay lurking

Every time I was contacted by an A&R

He sold me a dream and said that he would make me a star

Oh how naive I can be so let's see

Want to know why the album takin so long?

Pay attention Ima break it down in this song

Twenty fifteen, mark of the Junk

All the GYB homies been hyping me up

Enough said, around the same time I had started my dreads

And embarked on a spiritual conquest, an onset

Push towards alignment and compliance

I put down some habits and I picked up a plant based diet

A new redefined sentiment

Lust is a bitch so I just went celibate

And been so ever since I turned 23

Full focus on my craft

And as of this spring I re enrolled in class

But let me rewind for a moment

All summer '17 I was homeless

Steady going in and out it I was clouded

But I thank God a couple homies let me crash on their couches

I owe y’all fo sho, I was selling clothes

Doing travel studio, booking shows

So me and Mayor hit the road and went broke

Another setback, and reason why my album hasn't released

Time and time again history will repeat

So I packed up my things and unpacked in the P

Probably redid the whole thing 3 times each

And I Couldn't find a studio to cut it for cheap

I said fuck it so I Opened one and did it for free

But still nothing new, couple deals fell through

Never trust anyone claiming they can help you

And just when I thought I had started going crazy

I met the love of my life and she mother fuckin’ played me

I felt like quitting I admit it

And I'm still caught up in my feelings because I miss it

Now I'm sitting here wishing on 11:11

That I can find peace in hidden tantric methods

Practicing the message that I preach in my movement

Took a step back on the scale with Anubis

No more excuses I developed the blue print

And split In to 2 discs, soon I will present to you Junk MuZik

Hoot

[Outro: Sample]

Ahhh, God its been a turbulent few weeks

Turbulence can make us appreciate the good times and such