[Verse 1: Hope W.]

My halo fell some inches and now the shits a noose

Conversing with demons to try to help me loose

Once upon a time I used to say that I used to

Far from my past now I'm right into my future

Keep it real, I got more "Goodies" than future

The cold hearted type. Still kill if I knew you

From the worst part of the worst part, excuse us

We are, all the 1980s gangster's juniors

Poppa almost got me kill when I was just two months

Nigga Tried to kill me and my momma

Tied my momma up, put her in a tub of running water

Placed me on the stove, cut the gas on; my dad on

The ground. Hole in his jeri curl in the street

He ran to the front gate, he was dazed in retreat

Tried to buzz up to my mom but the tub was too deep

Some how, untied herself and then came lookin for me

Then She found me calm, sitting right in my seat

Poppa stumbled to the store. Second shot in his knee

He caught a body in the darkness of the Westside streets

I was born into the drama. Life brought it to me

So when you talking 16s, tell me what I should think

That's just one of my stories, nigga. Please don't bore me

I been through enough rappers, have something for me

Thats the logic that I got when I say I'm the King

Fuck the Source, XXL, complex, King

I got real issues on the shelf. Dog, Who better than me

That's why I'm favorite rapper, no one does it for me

Shit, I love how I think. Both fly and unique

Boy, I don't give a fuck of you a talented rapper

Tell what that mean if you're a talent rapper ?

When I'm the type of cat to reach back and just smack ya

Your verses and your hooks won't do you good when I'm at ya

So fuck it, I'm at ya. I'm permanent active

I'm permanent God like, and the feeling is massive, Boy!