Verse 1 (Infinite)

I always hear the same things, "richer than him, richer than her"

And if you claim king, you're going to be overthrown like you're Richard the Third

Bitches you heard Em is keeping it up

Lamar? Call him alarm, rappers are sleeping enough

Lyrics are deeper than the

Motherfucking Mariana Trench or the black hole, lyrics from another dimension

And I want to die mentioning

That I don't need to be arrogant

But I sniff these lines, so I don't need to breath air again

Hoodie and rap, fucking beats by Dr. Dre

If I find the key to success, I'll still be locked away

In a giant cage, separated by my generation, alienated

They say I'm smart but I don't have a brain an alien ate it

Waiting for the day I'll get in the game and say "Hey I made it"

Spit on faces of men, ladies, babies that kept hating, that kept saying

That I wasn't what this genre needed

Then see rappers like me, that my own music generated

Use a generator made of beats, flow and lyrics

Become what rappers are for me: growing spirits

That throwing lyrics attract these ongoing critics

People not knowing that it's art. Show some credits

I'm the example of victim: I'm just like them

I cuss like them, I just don't give a fuck like them

I dress like Em, I walk, talk and act like Em

But I thank him. He's the reason I grab mic and pen

And stand up like a men instead of crying when problems come at the door I'm like "Alright come in"

And if they knock me down I get hyped again

And I kill motherfucking faggots at night like Slim

Sike I kid, be yourself less being like them

Like a motherfucking woman that doesn't like men

Myself is what I'm meant to be so I grab the mic again

To try to keep my fucking identity as I can, which is

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Rapping, don't give a fuck about what's happening

In my life I can rewrite it on a napkin with black ink that can

Be dangerous though, cause I'm idealistic but truth hurts so it hurts when I'm back then

Verse2 (Infinite)

Ok now lets change the flow

Like I rearrange the globe

All I need is my friend's support

And my fucking cage is broke

But I got to face it though, I can make it though

Got to stop being humble like "I don't have talent this pen writes on these pages on its own"

All I say is gold, your career ends and mine's blowing

And listen to the fucking lyrics bitch: mind blowing

Rappers fall to my knees. Do you mind blowing?

Stupid puns at 18 yeah cause I ain't growing

Rhymes falling out of my head every minute every second but I didn't know what wanting more meant

All I knew is shit was getting more boring than a Mormon

And now ambition is the only thing I have in this moment

Now shit gets more intense and I don't want to disrespect

But the way some of you rap, I fell like you disrespect

Cause I see no respect left in music for Hip Hop/Rap

Some of you drop the chorus like ten times and skip what's left

But I thank the saviors of it, the ones who keep it going

And condemn the fucking radio bitches that beep's annoying

I dream of glory

All I do is rap and make puns

I promise I'll work hard to et there yo, give me Eight months

I really want the game and I'm what the game wants

This is that opportunity you only take once

I'm tired of people listening to the same songs

To those who call me a future rapper I'm going to prove that you ain't wrong, by

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Verse3 (Infinite)

Sorry, my bad, I didn't introduce myself

I'm the guy who fell in love with rap when he heard lose yourself

Whose help come from family, music, himself and no one else

I'm the guy that because of what gets in his head should go to hell

But I'm a good guy, I just think half of my brain's fucked

Sometimes I talk to myself, they think I'm insane. Nuts

Is the only word to describe me, understand me? try man

Then tell me how the fuck you did it cause I don't know who I am

In fact because of my fake personality she broke up

But I thank that bitch for doing it now so fuck

I'm the guy that has a good life but still raps

If you're wondering why it's because he feels that

It's so much better to be ill as

You say the truth and not inventing a story which is as real as

The fact that in the beef Jay Z killed Nas

Or that the U.S go t war to avoid the use of chemical gas

I talk shit, want to say something? Say something

In any language you want, I speak fur of them and lived in eight countries

I had to show off at some point plus I'm only seventeen

And traveled all around the world. I got heaven seen

And I thank my mom and dad I know they raised a clever teen

Who learned most people are fake and that no one's genuine

So he pisses the world off to have less friends and more enemies

Present sucks so he lives in a world of memories

Fantasies, reality's a bitch and he's ignoring it

Every night he's on stage then hangs out with Jennifer Lawrence

This world's heterogeneous so stop laughing at Mat

And it makes sense I love girls and I got talent in rap

Me in the game. I know you can't imagine

But I'm going to prove you wrong, rap is the best magic

I do my best , try to become the next legend

I include messages in my text, all you fuckers to is text message