[Verse 1: Eugenius]

I don't do drugs cuz my pops 'bout died from em

On top of that, I don't want nothin to hide from him

He might've sold too, stacked and got fly from it

But you can't fly from it, ain't always a radar you can

Fly under, cop comin', scrambling to hide from em

No tucks, cuz I ain't go to prom or nuthin

Hopefully I'm prominent enough in rhymin so I'm not

35, job huntin, what I look like?

Just wanna have the time for hobbies, what I cook like?

And set my circle up for life, cuz my hooks nice

Like Kareem Abdul Jabbar

I live and die for moments where I'm seein you in awe

When you came out to a show and I'm feeding you the bars

But you knew me as a loser back in school, who woulda thought

Lil Bill had a lil trill in em, lil kill in em

Killin em, wit curriculum from the school of thought

Nowadays, a spitter speak the truth and they boo em off

(Nigga, what are you sayin'?!)

Even Christ was a superstar

They'll hail you, then nail you, no matter who you are, uh

Word to L Boogie, wise words from El Rookie

He a lifer, I remember when we played a lil hooky

She sell herself for dough, but she used to sell cookies

So much for a scouts honor

This is me, Timothy lettin' my mouth wander

Rap game Wally Szczerbiak

I ain't playin witcha, quit askin where my jersey at

Your latest greatest couldn't stand next to my early raps

They say when I was 8 that I looked like Jordan from Bernie Mac

11 years later watch me mack an Aunt Wanda

Write this writer an advance, my stanzas in large font

Wrote my rider in advance, a Fanta and Smart Water

Cuz I Kel the competition, I do, I do, I do

Do-do-do-loo-do, that's word to Nardwuar

Sister had her second daughter, that's word to Art Garf-

They say "kid, you're goin places", let's just hope my car starts

Cuz it's older than me, t'was a gift from a widow

I got my motor for free, Bp by my house

An Arizona for Cleff and a soda for me

Gimme 5 on 5, I'll be open for 3

Buyin' BS, lookin for the golden receipt, ya dig?

[Joey.]

Yeah

[Eugenius]

Ya dig?

[Verse 2: Joey.]

Uh

This is a passion, my girl think that I'm limited though

To strictly love songs, I wonder how far this can go

But I get tired of the questions that I'm asking and

I second guess myself like am I really meant for rapping?

Who cares Joe, you probably overthinking

They tell me that they like the sound, but do they really mean it?

I'on know

Chasing dreams with some empty lungs

Crazy to think in a couple years I'll be 20 sum', yeah

But that's just what it is

If in is the fashion then when do I get a fit

Nah, that's cult acceptance, more like cold rejection and

God be looking out, but me probably look over blessings

And get caught up in old obsessions

But, let me set the record straight

I thought a lil' better when I was crushin' up on Meagan Gates

Hey Maegan, but that's beside the point

Smoke exit out my mouth when I ain't even hit the joint

New mindset, we work better as a team

But, it's hard to get the gold if everybody want the green

So I'm in it alone, least that's what my mind is telling me

They take him as a joke but I am no Bill Bellamy

Just tryna be the G.O.A.T., different meaning from a spelling bee

Somethin' like that......I'on know

[Verse 3: The One Keon]

I got this natural feeling that really fill in my feelings

To the point I put my preferences over what has been written

In that script, the truth, I rip the roof

On my cranium, think it's titanium, hard one to crack, uh

Hard heart, I walked the dark, I thought God was wack, uh

Puffin' marijuana in the days, I relaxed

'Till the devil rolled me up and put that flame to my back

Tried to smoke me, demons all around me, tryna grope me

Funny thing is that moment of fear broke me

Showed me that I am just so weak

And there's a different power working in us that we don't see

It made me drop to my knees and yell out to the sky

God I know that you're alive, please come help me or I'll die

All these tears hang in my eyes because my games were my demise

And the world believe in lies, I took a piece of that pie

I didn't see the disguise, the devil covered my eyes and he covering the world too

Making us disbelievers if the way, life, and truth

The truth is that we're wicked and runnin' rampant and sinnin'

It started in the beginning when Adam let his teeth sink in

The forbidden fruit, now we're doomed, but God put his son in the room

Jesus Christ died for you because the price of sin is death

So he took your bill and blessed you with life when he took that rest

Three days later, resurrected, with new life, forever alive

If you believe he'll share that pie, come get that slice, lay down your pride

[Verse 4: Self]

Mama always told me to wait and be patient

I feel like I'm God, but I'm so close to Satan

And lately I been pacin', practicing these rituals

Of my ancestors, blood stains on the pages

Just so I can speed up time and rearrange it

Die to live again and change my livin' situation

Dip my soul in gold and hang me up to dry somewhere famous

Like Ancient Rome or India where time isn't wasted

Rewind and find me shinin' on your favorite playlist

Or see me in the skies behind the eyes of the wasted

The people plus the problems of the universe persuasion

Added up to be a bomb that blew up my mind's ranges

Now I know the difference from a god and a slave and

Depends on who you workin' for, it's all the same thing

Throwin' up like Lil' Wayne, talkin' 'bout "Bling Bling"

Or you end up broke and blind, not owning a damn thing

It ain't our fault you keep saying you can't change

Dollar bills won't stretch cause you work for the same slaves

The ones who took history and then added a few names

And told us to follow this, be like Jesus pay your bills

And everything be legit, just don't fall of your script

[Verse 5: Cleff]

I was livin' just a stoner loner plasma donor broke rapper

Now I'm basquiat mixed with a bit of Charles Bukoswki

Engaged with Maya Angelou but still in public housing

Paying off on child support and 2 bills late

And it's ironic how this money holds me back, Bill Gates

I just boil my pot of water, open my pack of noodles

Thinkin' bout what Yeezy eatin', prolly not these toaster struddles

Prolly somethin' real stupid, tapenad on top of God

Over here it's Ramadan, I'mma rhyme until I die forreal

Soon as my wallet swells my head will as well like I'm Pharrell

It's funny how these jokers really think I'm playin'

Think they know my plan, but I'm David blaine

Watch me levitate to heavens gate and back again

I done scaled the mountaintop and traded words with King

All he did was shake his head I could tell this wasn't his dream

Mommas gettin' shot up, poppas gettin' shot up

Daughters turn to thotters, Trump is on his ride up

What the hell is happenin, rappin ain't been what rappin was

Nowadays you could spit dope, not even get a buzz

Cuz, cuz

We live on a macro Earth, worried bout micro melanin

Sometimes I gotta stop and wonder just what kind of hell I'm in

Nobody help each other they too worried bout just finishin'

This world is apples vs. cinnamon

Forgot about the milk, tho that's what really makes the winner, man

Unity, unity...that's what makes the winner man...unity