Verse

Nineteen? That's what it bleeps

I hit Facebook; that's what I'll see

The posts will come, the happy Bs

So insincere, why do they sting?

I'll check my phone the entire day

Looking for her text, imagining her face

Her curved lips with the red curls

The same curls that framed my world

Now they are gone, anger keeps them away

I know now nothing I'll ever say...

No! Push it all away!

I need my head clear to perform this play

I knew way before I reached this age

To reach heaven, there'd be hell to pay!

...And a nigga stackin' up

Cutting my fingers, cause you know I'm countin' up

Fuckboys duck; you better rally up

Cause I've got this mic and you know I'm tallying up!

And this beat sounds like Club Paradise

With its mellow flow, I watch rappers fly

Out the woodworks; claiming they're the best

"Look at me! I've got a story to tell!"

Don't we all? My story's worth a ear

It's about hope, the implications of fear!

Guilt loaned with so many tears

The ambition in my bones for a better year

I want this...I want this so bad

I'm willing to do whatever I can

...For a life there, I'm willing to sacrifice my life now!

My friends ask me "What's cracking?"

And I tell them, "I'm rapping" X 3

Know this:

I disappeared to make things happen!

I knew way before I reached this age

To reach heaven, there'd be hell to pay

And I'm stackin' up...a nigga stackin' up

Cutting my fingers, cause you know I'm countin' up

Fuckboys duck; you better rally up

Cause I've got this mic and you know I'm tallying up!

My mother won't be here today

Since the first time I turned another age

My mother won't be here today

SEMESTER DoS is coming. It's got no expectations

It's got nothing. But I've got expectations

Best body of work in a long time. If ever

Nineteen...nineteen

Friends ask me "What's cracking?"

And I tell them, "I'm rapping"

Know this:

I disappeared to make things happen! X 3

This social suicide is unfortunate

But I disappeared to make things happen

To get to heaven, there'll be hell to pay