[Verse]
Listen, The path I took ain’t in a Gladwell Book
I did it for the love, shit I know how them rap sales look
And a couple people tried to tell me nah, don’t do it
That’s drama. You’ll be stuck in a genre that don’t buy music
Other homies say enjoy the ride
My life disorganized
I’m backstage slugging corn liquor bitch I’m mortified
And still got dreams of playing the Garden
But I’m crashing at Penn Station, Madison Square’s basement
Live from New York, just ripped a set at the Gansevoort
In and out of airports off the fan support
Back when I was proud to be a backpack rapper
'Til my fucking landlord saw my Jansport
And sharks told me I was dead in the water
Til’ I spit that shit that leave Jaws in the water
Now I’d rather be myself and keep my message in order
I realized that shit at a session in Georgia
Never listen to a Yes Man
And don’t stop chasing your dreams
Until they completed (come pleated)...Dress pants
‘Cause it’s hell when you trying to make them manifest
So many laid to rest that I wish I could resurrect
Uh, So now I cherish every breath
‘Cause the good don’t die young , only the very best
Simone took her own life trying to handle stress
The last time I seen her it was somewhere in the L.E.S
Uh, But tell my Momma I ain’t scared of death
And if I die this album gon’ be very Makaveli-esque
Shit tell the engineer don’t even stop the tape
I could go forever, shit is like a B.I.G. or Pac debate
What makes it dumb sad is dog, I used to hump trash
And I can tell you all your tapes is fucking solid waste
Especially without the bass, the 808’s your saving grace
The shit you rappers say is basically a database of Drake
I’m all in; you should turn your cards in
Tell the haters it’s a Royal Flush
Watch me leave the toilet up
This is A.D.D. for you attention whores
Been on these keys so long, I play extension chords
If the greatness is in you
Don’t let them fade your potential, 'til you afraid to continue
Or 'til you at the point where a blog could make you or end you
You motherfuckers like to site-read, I just gave you a hymnal
And I’m a let you make comments about comments
It’s 10,000 hours, I know exactly where the time went...yeah
Alright, Alright Alright
10,000 hours, I know exactly where the time went
(Dunson)
I woke up today with...
Nothing but a keyboard, mic and speakers
It’s nice to meet ya...