[VERSE 1: iiiConic]

… i’m so tired

So tired, I feel like I might pass out

They wanna shine on me, so they get the cash out

She wanna shine on her, so she get that ass out

Look at these critics who hating on my creation

Cause most of you couldn’t make it, their music I couldn’t trace it

Just face it, it’s really hard to be yourself these days

You want the gold, but nobody’s around to help these days

I’m just tired, look around, hear the words on the streets

There’s so much lies in the air, I never dated Denise

It’s vicious, you could end up with blood all on your fleece

Get mugged, cause you’re the plug, these niggas getting deceased

Look, my only mission here, is to leave being happy

To travel at my expense, hope the devil would never catch me

Hollup, is this real? or is it a hobby?

All I know is, i’m killing illuminati

These fake niggas couldn’t shine for a second…

They want the name, but never wanna respek it

But check it, watch as I rumble and wreck it

Mess it, then deck it, in decadent palace, I know i’m bless-ed, man i’m hectic

I took a flight to Auckland, to escape all the hate

I needed to be free, go at my own pace

It’s great, I learnt so much in the past months

But now i’m stronger than ever, fears are now my lunch

Who would have guessed that a W, would turn to an L

It doesn’t matter cause realest could never really spell

I got a, standard tendency for going deep

You get it? thats an acronym for an S.T.D

And this is me, my own devision, i’m here on a mission

To stop the pistols from reaching niggas, on streets

I want change, so i’m replacing burettes with beats

And make a better community for people like me

People who breath, people who live, people who sleep

People who love, people who hate, people who seek

Nothing but happiness, close your eyes and we can make it

I’m really sorry, I hope you like all my changes…