Sol:

BIG said the "Sky Is The Limit," but

That nigga lied because mine is infinite

And Snoop said "Bitches Ain't Shit," but

I ain't shit if I say I say I'm aimless

And Pac said he cared if ain't nobody else, but

The way they treat me they can all go to Hell

Things ain't always what they seem

And the only thing a sleeping man gains is a dream

Em told me, "All you need is bucks to be the man," but

I say fuck that with my nuts in my hand

Jay said, "You can go to school, but can't buy class," but

You can hit Google to buy swag

And Kanye said, "This shit is ridiculous," but

I'd kinda like to ask him what his vision is

And if he don't know then I'm appalled as can be

Waking up hoping it's all a dream

And Nas said all he need is One Mic, but

If it's like that nigga fuck life

TIP said that, "The reaper ain't biased," but

Why the reaper come early for the finest?

And 50 said "Death gotta be easy," but

How free is a box buried deeply

I think it's all just a set up, like

Humanity was never meant to step up

I'm thinking that I'll never understand

I'm thinking that I'll never understand

I'll just never understand

I know, I know I'll never understand

I'm thinking that I'll never understand

I'm thinking that I'll never understand

I'll just I'll never understand

I know, I know I'll never understand

But still the world singing

La, la, la, la la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la la, la, la, la

Matter fact I don't even wanna know

John Anthony:

I guess it's like: Cloud 9, step 1

Takes 2 to tango but devils can dance with 3

Johnny Blue Feet, green heart full of hope

In the city of the Cola and they say it's full of dope

City with the Roosters and she hot but for the Crow

Hopped down with the pistol, call it Malcolm In The Middle

Caddy with the buttons like a nigga play Nintendo

I'm just watching "Cooley High" smoking "Dead Presidential"

Rebels in this bitch with some broads and cigarillos

Dark chasers, white liquor, like the bar was named "Othello"

Cadillac swinging like Rocky Marciano

Got NY with me like "Revenge of the Apollo"

Atlanta in my soul, word to my autopsy and

Prices go for lower than shit my Pops taught me

Blunts thicker than a Malcolm X biography

And Rebels over everything, just like an apostrophe

Nigga this my...

Sol & John:

La, la, la, la la, la, la, la

Yea we just sparking up that...

La, la, la, la la, la, la, la

What's hard to you to me just...

La, la, la, la la, la, la, la

John:

I'm feeling like you'll never understand

Sol:

Matter fact I don't even wanna know

John:

It's just...