[Intro]

Yeah

This is for the Strangely Heroic, White Hood gang

We’re on some up at 5AM shit today

[Verse]

Have you seen who’s at the top lately?

Biggest rapper in Arlington, one year it took me

The best part of it all is that not one person can hook me

I might be uncatchable at the rate I’m going baby

I’m so high up, you can’t see me like John Cena or Casper

Lil Wifi be pretending like he’s a hard rapper

You be acting tough, but it’s just jibber jabber

Yeah, half hispanic but I’m still called a wigga

I’m not living lavishly, so shut your mouth will ya?

I could steal your girl, but I don’t cause I’m nice to ya

We’d be doing stuff way out of your budget

And I’ve got my foot halfway out of the closet

Last year I released a funny mixtape

But this year I’m serious, I ain’t pullin’ the brake

I give you my time, work, and catchy hooks

Little did you know Will-B is cooking the books

Hate, why hate? Why you hating on me?

You should watch your goddamn mouth, before you show up on Keem

But if you show me love, then you’re guaranteed to get the same from me

Now all of you people can know what it’s like to be me

You promote your mixtape on SoundCloud for clout

But will anyone listen to it? Well that’s something I doubt

I’m gone for a year, and you people think it’s a drought

Maybe your mixtape wouldn’t flop, if you asked for some help

Now you’re so far at the bottom, God would think you’re in hell

These rhymes are so perfect, you could call me a bot

But I ain’t even close to perfect, you could tell that I’m not

This whole track is just to share a piece of my thoughts

A little less wreckless than you probably thought

I’m about to spit fire on this whole damn thing

Here’s my first album, and it’ll make me a king

Let me use this as a platform, to clear the air

I’d rather do this on my terms, cause I think that it’s fair

People think I’m gay, well that’s a false allegation

But I’m not straight either, yes I’m bi and that’s a validation

This ain’t a joke, I’m not like Tyler the Creator

I’ll tell you straight up, you can call me Terminator

In reality, I’m just sick and tired of mortality

I’m about to rise up like the god of this entire DMV

But if I did that, then I would lose my sanity

First my songs will need to hit the local radio station

Props goes out to Logic, Sean, and this entire nation

But knowing radio, I will not receive the same attention

And if I say the n-word, that results in a suspension

But if you say wetback, no one gives a mention

Teachers came at me, cause of my pretension

Remember when I got that after school detention?

Yeah, shout goes out to people that I knew from way back then

Alex, Victor, Will, Kaleb, Scott and Ken

All you haters know the truth let’s not pretend

You just hate me cause I’m someone that you can’t befriend

If I had 2 cents, well that’s I’d spend

A few more bars then this track will end

All the ladies wanna text me, and won’t hit send

You’ll listen to the whole album, man don’t pretend

Man I’m out of this bitch, watch me ascend

[Outro]

Yeah, I’m just venting to these randoms again

If you’re a smart girl, then you got it I’m in

I ain’t drinking till’ you come here, tell you shorty I’m in

Another glass of vino, baby how have you been?

If you a bad bitch, then the rubber goes to the bin

Aww yeah. Ohhh