(Chorus: Collective)

Don't wanna comment on me, what the fuck?

Sit down to write tracks, but I'm stuck

Never came in the game with set expectations

But I've been looking in the mirror and can't face it

Even if I spit about a million different styles

These fucking songs end up in my dislike pile

Been down, been rusty, gone for a while

Come back, try again - it's not all smiles

Don't wanna comment on me, what the fuck?

Sit down to write tracks, but I'm stuck

Never came in the game with set expectations

But I've been looking in the mirror and can't face it

Even if I spit about a million different styles

These fucking songs end up in my dislike pile

Been down, been rusty, gone for a while

Come back, try again - it's not all smiles

(Verse 1: Collective)

I'm in and out of hiatus, cause every line I created

Isn't held to my standard, so that your time isn't wasted

And I'm finding my raging is ever violently shaping

The mind of generations that I underrated

Sifting through comments, and I read what I promised

Sincerity in my songs, yet I'm furthest from honest

And all this shit talking is fucking exhausting

That's why I dropped everyone I considered so toxic

It's as they say though, it comes with the territory

I morphed into someone I wasn't prepared to be

It wasn't the metamorphosis that was scaring me

It's that my "career" in its own sense is a fucking parody

I'm done with recognition, I ain't asking for more

Cause I realize expecting it's a laughable chore

So now I'm focused on my fans who love my rap to its core

Don't get it twisted, I ain't quitting, I'm just passing the torch

(Chorus: Collective)

Don't wanna comment on me, what the fuck?

Sit down to write tracks, but I'm stuck

Never came in the game with set expectations

But I've been looking in the mirror and can't face it

Even if I spit about a million different styles

These fucking songs end up in my dislike pile

Been down, been rusty, gone for a while

Come back, try again - it's not all smiles

(Verse 2: Shir)

Yeah we back motherfuckers, it's Collective and Shir

Might've took a break from this bitch, but we never left her

To be sure, you could find us breathin underground air

Cause most of hip-hop left could be found livin' down there

My real ones with me, the rest can chill like ACs

Cause now we gone crazy like my dog's got rabies

Gotta flip the game before these lames have babies

With girl pants and eyeshadow, how could they fade me?

Try to get attention like they name is Kardashian

But grab a fuckin mic, coward, I'm about to smash you in

Let's go for a ride, in the car I'm 'bout to crash you in

Think you funny, but nobody here is laughin, bitch

Who fuckin writes your rhymes? Somebody that they payin'

There's no more real life, just some words that they saying

All the same, I hope that cash help you with your shame

And fuck your fame, misleadin' these kids on how to behave

(Chorus: Collective)

Don't wanna comment on me, what the fuck?

Sit down to write tracks, but I'm stuck

Never came in the game with set expectations

But I've been looking in the mirror and can't face it

Even if I spit about a million different styles

These fucking songs end up in my dislike pile

Been down, been rusty, gone for a while

Come back, try again - it's not all smiles

Don't wanna comment on me, what the fuck?

Sit down to write tracks, but I'm stuck

Never came in the game with set expectations

But I've been looking in the mirror and can't face it

Even if I spit about a million different styles

These fucking songs end up in my dislike pile

Been down, been rusty, gone for a while

Come back, try again - it's not all smiles