Here - Intellectual

[Verse]

It's creeping up on something like ten years in the coming

My guts and stomach rumbling from swallowing my pride

But now this monster in my chest is busting through my breast plate

Gnashing teeth, screaming, spitting acid alien style

Fuck it, I'm staggering

Trying to keep my anger under management

But I've fallen off the wagon

And for these next few bars I'm bragging

Dog, I'm living large

Like I bust out the garage

Two homes, two clubs, two cars, two dogs

Two L's in my name and I give props for the applause

Taste the blood in my mouth from my gums when I floss

Part of me thinks I'm worthless

And part of me thinks that's perfect

A mix of pain and passion to be respected as a wordsmith

I've lost my marbles, oh my God I gotta get those

Time to gobble up these mother fuckers, Hungry Hungry Hippos

And yo, hungry's not the language cause, goddammit, I'm famished

Despite the cash I manage, can't afford to watch this all vanish

So call me manic, all me panicked, I'll take advantage

Stay pushing like I do when I write left handed

I keep my head under hats

My ego under raps

Push my pen down on the page and leave my rep behind that

If I was a boaster, I'd talk more about signing posters

Or how I use my gold records as my coffee coasters

But I'm older than you think, I opened up to gain some closure

Drag some tracks out of my brain so I can free up some folders

And I'll never ever dream of pressing pause

I be that outlaw, slack-jawed hacksaw south paw

I don't give a shit who likes my songs

I just wish I coulda played a couple for my Moms

This isn't written out of fear

I'm proving the difference between talent and just a couple good years

I'm spitting out of shear excitement that I finally don't care

Loud enough so y'all will hear, that i'm here

I'm here