Verse:

For 10 years n***a i’ve been way more than patient

Sitting back and waiting plotting on my world domination

So many bars i feel like i’m/ back in enslavement

Shackled and caged in/ my feet bloody from beating the pavement

I stayed down now a n***a queasy from elevation

Took a whole lot of L’s and used it as motivation

On weak ass rappers is where take out all my frustrations

Bouta air this b***h out create some ventilation/ I swear

There is no competition and that’s word to Fab

I put my soul in these tapes so forever they’ll last

I done spent many nights cooking up in the lab

Never ever seeing the sun like a deadbeat dad

Tryna figure out how to get a little cheese for my craft

Stiff arming those coming out the woodworks from my past

It’s ironic how i used to be the only outkast

Now i’m doing it big boy/ andre all in my glass

I’m mike jack, you more like shaft, in terms of whose bad

The man in the mirror’s the greatest gift that raps done had

Lou Ferrigno with the raps it get ugly when i get mad

You would think i’m anti-social the way i stay in my bag

Uh

Fred Hampton flow feeling like a black panther

For us by us that’s my life mantra

I gotta do right by all my ancestors

Buy the block and gift it to my people now i feel like santa

Honestly modesty is where i reside

I know i’m the greatest but being humble is more fly

N***as can’t let s**t ride or put the bulls**t aside

Two things that’s hard to swallow is my d**k and yo pride

Going head to head with me is career suicide

So if you tryna do it big i hope you ready to die

It’s an everyday struggle but i’m still gon’ get by

Only people holding me back is me myself and I

Studied the stars like a motherf**king astronomist

Seen they mistakes took head and did the opposite

Applied it to my skillset and now i’m top 5 with it

See my time coming on some ol’ nastradamus sh*t

I’m in my zone and before i’m dead and gone

My face will be set in stone on mount rushmore i belong

I’m/ with all the smoke

Yes that’s word to cheech and chong

Raising the bar and setting the tone

Just like the settings inside of yo phone

One of a kind yeah i’m second to none

I keep my foot on they neck until they whole body numb

And keep applying pressure til’ they and the ground become one

Raining terror on squads like joey crack and big pun

It’s P