[Verse]

I guess I understand why being satisfied doesn't always promise satisfaction

The happy girls to me are mad attractive

The ones that play it aggressive here are just not as passive

The ones that talk about sex the most really not as active

The others orgasm with passion but show no compassion

I had delivery before contraction, you know delivery with no contractions

While I'm birthing a new sound, you busy trying to match it

I like my females like my emails, no attachments

I'm the one these n*ggas fear when it's all said and done

I hear it all if it was said in ones

You telling people I know about how you feel about me

The way you hate, they wouldn't believe you only met me once

Hate my attitude and tell me why you still around me

Cos if you able to tell me what someone else says then how come they still comfortable talking about me around family

I swear some of the quite ones really the loudest

Rather keep it real then to just scream it and shout it

Fake is fake, Great Wall of China there's no way around it

A lot of my doubters hate but now all they the proudest

I'm as old as your child is but to me you just childish

I guess that PR is just another word for your stylist

Boy you clever boy, I know you clever

They hating on me cos they all know I could go forever

I read you niggas before you fold, open letter

Strong opinions and no resume to back it up don't go together

Your sh*t sound like broken records, never broke a record

Told you long ago who I was and what it was I'm here to do

I guess you ain't believe me

And you can smile all day

But trying to talk me out my gut feeling is not as easy

I learnt that publicists have a hard time learning to have a personal life

Oh oh, I know somebody took that personal right?

I ain't got no time to focus on the sh*t you do wrong

I don't go back and forth, I got too many verses to write

Mr. Jones, Mr. Jones, Sir please leave him alone

Why can't you just focus on one song?

I only short talk because my verses are so long

Play fair, play fair, guess it's scary still

Ya'll contracts DD in store pickles, you share a deal

Too many rugrats trying to appear on the surface

I ain't accidentally dope it's clear we here with a purpose

Going off like its 06 and I'm bout to make the city blow

Cool N Dre, Khaled and Ross it started here with Joe

It's my destination if you ever see me reaching

Hip hop restoration if you ever see me preaching

His family told him he should be a deacon heathen

Bless the nations of the hip hop heathers

Turned all the breaking points into points they can't prove

Same n*gga in class they saw as a lame dude

Could walk into a McDonald's cos I'm best friends with the owner

Found out he and the employees attended the same school