[Verse]

No time for family or friends, no time

No time to make it right

It’s all me, but there’s two personas in my line of sight

My alter visits me every night

To my father, I’m forever indebted

I know I gotta sacrifice something, I know the day’s comin’

I write it into my music

Because to me the subject’s worth somethin’ or worth touchin’

Could feel my hand starting to cramp from all of the writin’

No time to waste, man life is amazin’

I need to start rappin’ some more, for all you pricks that are hatin’

Thank you to all of my fans, yeah shout out to James Brady

Free Van Dyke is a joke, man y’all are just baitin’

Ever since the foreign language, I found rap and I lost patience

Between Blacks and Turks of all races and tall faces

Learning German, like an Alsatian

Shit was so boring, man how could you blame us?

Please welcome the two-time God, baby

Cause maybe someday he’ll be the one that’ll save me

Maybe one day I’ll love someone that’ll crave me

But me personally, let me get that clear

Wakefield and NOVA graduated, less than one year

The kid’s so multilayered -- his mind’s just not there

Misunderstood, like a BS Microsoft error

People want truth, until it’s them, then it’s all dare

Counting my debts like Lannister, man it’s all square

Sexy girls, man I’m in and out

My time in there is short, and it’s tickin’ now

A bright future, is what I’m thinkin’ now

Dean’s List kid, what a great sight

Get another drink like it’s late night

Got me really dreaming at night thinking

Who could I be with in a different life?

No longer asleep now

Cause being awake allows me to see and write

The story that details my ascent to the tallest height

What is left for you or your goals, once you go and you meet em?

Now there’s no one to tell you, and you got all the freedom

I don’t want any kids, cause I don’t know how to treat em’

How could I raise them without wanting to beat em’?

Dude relax I was just telling a joke

These days all you snowflakes are askin’ for smoke

And don’t tell me this wasn’t the Destrano you wanted

Or maybe you wanted me to come outta the closet?

Either way, I’ll make sure to please all of my fans

Even though I doubt I’ll ever get any stans

But at least I can keep my artistic integrity

Without selling out for some promotional energy

People keep turning to me for some beats

I tell em’ no, because I see what you don’t see

And it’s that you continue to sleep

On the best producer of these streets

His name is Will-B, so get out of the sheets, and get ready for heat

I had the eyes of the room

Now I’ve got all of their faces

Pointing to me like I’m somebody famous

While my mind continues to feel so alienated

My erratic emotions continue to go through their phases

Living in the generation of over sensitive complainers

Rewards without effort, hypocrites maintaining

That’s the only time they're consistent

Wishing things weren’t this explicit

Copycats get anointed for xeroxing sounds

History will not forgive em

Thank the lord that I’m too different

So don’t talk to me like I’m crazy

I’m just lazy...