Starvin' artist till I make a mil

Breaking deals stating that the tape I make is near

Haters build, I got you pissed like you break the seal

My rate is killed till I get poppin and I take appeal

I won't bail, man this studio is like a jail

Cuz I drop bars hoping that my writing's sell

These foods that I'm craving got me savoring the flavor

Of the fruits of my labor tasting ripe as hell

I might as well run the game, you cut the corners off

You play the role, I strike the pen to get my point across

I'm ahead of your tales like a coin toss

I spit it sick as gingivitis, I avoid floss-ing

I'm annoyed often and I'm over your high

I'm soy sauce salty and my hope is disguised

I'm finna cross lines like a DUI

But you suckas got no influence over my drive

But I swear I got my license suspended

I'm fighting the tension of writing the sentence

I try to envision a brighter incentive

Refining my writtens to life in this prison

I can put an end to your bars like death row

I took the spotter out of charge and he let go

So now I'm raising up the bar from my chest so

You suckas stop droppin pety bars tryna flex swole

But

My inspiration's taken by these college applications

And waiting for my place