[Verse]
I just wrote ten rap tracks in a minute
But I'm doubting myself so I'm going back in it
Like the hunter and the hare when I get it I split it
Like to split ends with homies when I get it
Yo pass the pen and I be ripping it
Oil or ink cartridges I be hitting it
Same old Ribbon drink and I be sipping it
Same old vivid shit that I be dripping in
I'm like a faucet, 2Pac Toss it
Up, fill my cup, do it big, Rick Ross it
Never gonna get a rap plaque if I floss it
'Cause I ain't livin' that life I just cross it
Out, never had clout, I ain't never had
Shit, self-pity and doubt, but I'm working that
Out, if I punch and shout, it's an anime
Fight, not a mental freak out, god damn
Sometimes I feel so fu- fucking conflicted
Like I can't string together a- thought without skipping
All over myself, tell me that I'm selfish
Tell me that I'm something, tell me that the hell which
I made in my mind is a fictional spell which
Can be cured, with validation so help quick
Please just help same cry for help
When I write it down I just fight myself see
Ain't nobody really wanna hear that
You ain't as cute as Peep it won't sell back-
-Track real quick one minute I ain't dissin' him
He's more than looks I'm shook and I'm missin' him
Product of my own insecurities, my own
Impurities, my own unsure of these, lines that I
Write down sober curing me of identity
Crisis, fighting stirring me into
A path of self-reflection, can't even
Pass my own inspection, self loath-
-Ing roped in the session of weird
Obsessions I been collecting, maybe if I
Put my energy into fitness, heart in the
Track with the song as the witness, study up
Read, meditate while I live this, lie at my
9 to 5 and get rich, ha-ha
That's funny, thinking you
Can fix this shit with money, when your brain jump
'Round like a god damn bunny, and you ain't seen
Light 'fore they called you sonny, man
I could go on for days, but this'll get
Scrapped 'fore it gets played, for lack of
Depth and my same regrets of saying
Things I don't wanna say