[Chorus x4]

And if we're being honest

I'm like Isaiah Thomas

[Verse 1]

Xept I’m 2 inches taller

And I cheer for Giannis...

A-a-a-Antetokounmpo

If you sleepin, I bulldoze

Oh, woah, this comes with disrespect? I'll hold those

And hold those accountable

If I'm seein red, I’ll take you down, accountant and a bull

So shut your lower mandible

Or maybe not, cuz I'm making candy tho

Got the fans demanding that I drop the dos

So go ahead and get your dose

So many on the bandwagon, they broke the spokes

Yea I spoke, but speakin till they heedin my quotes

So sweet, Oompa Loomp on the prose

I suppose you can all pose for pros, ya

But I'm workin hard with Heat, like Coach Spoelstra

Hey, ya know somethin?

It's like that means nothing

They sayin “It's all bluffin”

While they make my Egg McMuffin

Y'all can chase your McGuffin

I'm actually doin somethin

[Chorus x4]

And if we're being honest

I'm like Isaiah Thomas

[Verse 2]

Xept he's so damn good

And I have to profess

About the man rockin four on his chest

Best the best

Not impressed?

Show me the money, better check the check

But every level and next

They pull the measurement stick

They see his five foot nine-ness

But just watch like what the time is

They think it's all chalk, but he's nonstop

Till there's O’s up on the game clock

Hey Ya, Outkast

Last in the draft class

Last’s what they count him as

Doubters surround and hound

Countin pound for pound

Inch by inch

He steady switchin, flippin the script

Cuz when this 5’ 9” step into his 9 to 5 job

He rocks minds, touching hide to nylon

Ion, small and electric

Criticism? He's been there done that, check the guestlist

The commentary just stirrin him like Nesquik

0 to 60, 60 to hero, now that’s quick

[Chorus x4]

And if we're being honest

I'm like Isaiah Thomas

[Verse 3]

Xept I’m pretty damn white

And I do the Shabbos

Jewish like I'm Casspi

Workin on my masterpiece

They knew it but they halfin me

Boutta get burn like athlete- feet

Say I'm trashin, but you know I’m thrashin mastery

And the cavalry, sayin “it's all bread”, like a bakery

But it's more than the celery or what the label read

So if I get free speech, I’m gonna make it free

And they still ain't callin, ET, my 262, off the C.O.B

Yeah I compared me to IT

Don't compute? Better call IT

They castin me off like sorcery

I'd Kermit this but I'm outta tea

Committed to proving just how it be

As I get XP, 60 to next king

Beware: I'm deadly from the wing

Won't be Ware, you gon’ be the one snapping

That the thing bout people who like to undermine

They don't realize almost everybody's under mine

[Verse 4]

And if we're being honest

I am Isaiah Thomas

Cuz it's the 4th quarter

And I know I got this

I-I-I-It’s the 4th quarter

Got you pullin a Boarders

Barnes noble, don't restrain the orders

This just the hors devours

Oh, word, just don't make him use the “O” word

The come up may be covert

But soon gettin stubs like a toe hurt

And just you wait until I hit em with the dessert

Hit em with the cross, got em fallin to the dirt

Sweat fall into the fabric of my white and green shirt

Raisin hands to defend like they sayin “teacher”

But they're probably like “oh I'm a connoisseur”

Dude, you prolly called a pond a sewer

Bunch of rodents hatin, feedin off the bottom floor

But I'm motivated, to give people somethin more

Do it for the fans in the stands in the bleachers

Do it for the people talkin smack as their knee-jerk

Do it for the goals that I'm runnin towards

But for now I got two words

It's over

*buzzer sounds*

[Verse 5]

Over time, it was over but it's time to address-

The change of address-

The change to my dress-

The change of dollars to cents

Makes no sense, I'm pretty fazed

That disloyal Danny Ainge!

The pain, the drained energy shit

All for rumblings of great injuries, hip

From now I'll tend to resist achings

To feel complacent

But I'm dodging the shame hit

As long as the back of the jersey says my name is-

Unbreakable

Remarkable

If I'm benched I'll soon be startable

Prideful

Tried and true

And if you think of doubting me I'll get the best of you

I'll show that’s its pure bull shit, PBS, for viewers like you

It says Thomas, the time is expiring, the grind is undying, I'll always keep striving

Doubting to proudly dousing me in cham-pag-ne

IT4 to IT3 to IT7

Whatever they say, long as they mention

The underdog who never dogged it

Even with the dead horse they floggin

The elephant that I slaughtered

Just to be used and then bartered

Fuck you, I'll do the veteran minimum

But just let me go and prove to em

That Mr. Irrelevant will relish this

You can go lay over right next to the elephant

It's over

[Chorus x2]

And if we're being honest

I'm like Isaiah Thomas

[Outro]

Um, excuse, Mr. G-RATED, is there anyone you'd like to thank?

Oh hell yeah, I'd like to thank the real fans, wherever you are, thanks for listening. I'd like to thank my dog, like the actual canine that I have, shoutout Louie. And uh, shoutout that mo' fucka Spice God! Zesty Hashem coming in with it. And shoutout Isaiah Thomas