[Intro]

You know, a couple of years ago when we were making these bold negative statements about things like that, you know, we were really confused and we were scared, we were afraid that we would lose a lot of our audience that meant a lot to us because they're people that, you know, we supposedly, hopefully feel that we have a connection with, you know?

[Verse]

Black screen whitе shadow as the smoke fills

Watch it rise camе to rest as the film reels

Pour a glass set it back this the real deal

Came up with a vision couldn't tell me how the truth feels

Black leather white lace silence fills the crowd

Drop a pen that's my record turn 'em all around

Eyes open visionary couldn't make a sound

Went to take a dip and now you know you bout to fucking drown

Anger in his eyes look upon all that he built

Thousand hands reaching back same eyes filled with guilt

Smoke clears long pause couldn't take a breath

Filled with inhibitions holding back mutual respect

Love for it he fought for it it's all art

Lost tore in a cost torture the same heart

Still silent as the same fans fill the crowd

Eyes back open now he caught himself looking down

This is what he worked for this is for the dreamers

This is where the broken heart is selling out arenas

This is where the time and money come at a convenience

I've been writing just to show you I'm not living in the bleachers

I'm not standing in the stands, I'm taking millions in my pocket

I don't do this for the money, I'ma still reach higher profit

If you talking then just stop it, grab the mic before I drop it

This the last time you'll ever get a fucking chance to talk to Carter (Carter)

Woah, this that shit

This the one that we been waiting for, Drex, that's it

Hit the ground off running like it's through that six

Got a whole town wondering, "The fuck we miss?"

And okay, gotta mumble and can't move they lips

You find me one motherfucker that don't want this shit

You say I'm fire to the city, yeah we know that bitch

This the first time a hit'll ever reach that bitch

And I been thinking bout a life since a young Lil' Carter

Know the boys going far this a ticket to Nirvana

Turn the crowd to an ocean ima dive right in

Went from rapping with a vision to the high life

Bitch it's like oh shit damn we came a long way

Looking back remember when we knew we'd do it our way

I remember shit was different walking down the hallway

Used to be the dream and now they talk about it all day

Oh yeah God flow picture young Picasso

Pick a pretty penny now the picture's perfect God knows

Couldn't paint a picture if you knew the man himself

Leave him crawling in the corner got him crying for some help

Got a man down, hands up, stand out

Standing out for nothing never put me in the damn ground

I'll be making records even when I got a grandchild

Young trendsetter setting records, you the man

Now I demand it, cameras never candid

Panoramic painted back, the ship has landed

Break it down, can't understand it

Coast to coast hit the Atlantic

To Pacific now we stranded

So specific I've been searching getting lost in the semantics

Now okay, I better move that dough

Before the people come and asking me to sell that flow

For a couple hundred pennies but by now you should know

You couldn't buy the boys

Business if you sellin' a boat

We built this from the ground up brick by brick

Bring a million to the table and it still ain't shit

We ain't some horses in the stable you to choose and pick

Yeah I may be unstable but the truth is this

[Outro]

I came here just to show him what he really believe

And that he worked for it all just to be deceived

Maybe Nirvana or us Carter or whatever you perceive

But a shot rang out

Rest in peace