Released on January 1, 2020

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[Verse]

Fuck letting all the cards fall where they may

That’d all be a waste and I ain’t here to play games

I’m here to get what I want in exchange

For the work I put in, that’s Ws and gains

Got things to get off my chest

But I just wanna bar out so let’s not digress

I finally decided to get off my bed

I go non-stop, an onslaught of threats from my pen

The soundtrack to my life like Red Broth

They told me to “get lost” so maybe I’ll head off, drive West

The outcrop of the underground with bars that are

Alleged to be harder then bedrock, why, yes

Shit done changed, I’m in the real world now

I’m chasing dreams instead of girls now

No longer a balance, I’m a go-getter

But women are temporary and dreams are forever

My rhymes are usually hard

They’re nutty as fuck, call ‘em museli bars

That’s food for the soul, better eat up

And once you have a taste you’ll never get enough

People might hate cos I’m rapping on beat

And my skill set is solider than concrete

My songs attract drama

Cos whenever I drop fire I cop heat

Go against me in beef and be smoked

Take your shots and feel free to reload

I used to want fans to feed my ego

But now I’m on a track, this is me in beast mode

I got a plot to pack seats of arenas that reek of weed smoke

I won’t wait until something is given

I’ll mind fuck the system

I don’t need the cheat code

Gimme a beat and I’ll write something lit to it

Don’t make me pull the trigger

And get the hit on you idiots

It ain’t a last resort

It’s nothing but a precaution

Been taught the rules and now I’m here to enforce ‘em

Went to Nepal, Argentina, Chile and

New Zealand in one year, life’s pretty

State after state, city after city

While I make songs begging people for pity

Album out, gather round ladies and gentle men

Since last time I’ve stepped out of my element

But don’t be fooled

Still got resentment for people from school

And I still use words as my tools

So to sum it all up lemme say

This the debut, don’t like it? Vacate

I don’t have the energy for petty motherfuckers

I’ll just let ‘em be them

With the memories never recovered