I waste so much time doing nothing

Hold back, my other side like a button

All I do sit on top, plotting, from my lap

Finding my destination like a map

Authentic, on verge, finding the words

Some days get the courage, some days don’t

Some think they top shit, still hit the lick

Been on the bottom, they say I gottem

But I’m rare, catch a stare, now glare

Got the attention of the mayor

Dealt with changes, and I’m still dealing

Awkward and I’m still stealing

Genuinely genuine, Imma win

I’ve been in the whip most of my life

With Harpreet, on road, in cold

My confidence is low, shy, so smoke on the low

That’s ideal, fuck a meal, I don’t need a heal

Pain bring the art out; since start out, this is diagnostic

Find myself cause lost it, raps are lush, fuck you if you rush

Don’t need your touch, been writing so much

Fuck the district, studio is distillery

I’ve been focused, ya’ll don’t notice me

Lost snap streaks cease the pussy like the crease

Never decrease the goal, work ethic increase

My life been resentful, now my life is meantful

Riding shotgun like the gun shot

Fuck what you got, caught in the knot

At venues on avenues, catching these revenues

Gotta stop holding back

Find it hard to sleep at night

Some things going around my head right

Itching like a motherfucking bug bite

So grab the fucking stick

Bitch, Imma make the cut, like a fucking stitch

Throw the wounds in a body bag in a ditch

They say be odd to be number one

A shortcut I never want to have gone

Glad certain shit didn’t happen way I wanted it to

To do list longer than my dick

Longer than a night stand lasts

Longer than how, long, your last man stayed

So if you come round, me, know I got no way

Cause my middle fingers up longer than a bitch

With insomnia, I had it, once you had it, you can’t go back at

It