Released on August 21, 2015

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Verse 1:

Ambitions of boat life

Those lines get thrown at your neck like a bow tie

Throat dry green Ms and black cans

Lawyers treat the cases like Casey how they attack them

I mean body a suit suit to its body

He bodied so say buy to the suit the suit bodied

I mean you heard me but only if you could see this shit

Oh just imagine if you could be this shit

To some people I probably fell off the map

Funny it took some bright moments to level me back

I poured Christ over Columbus How I fell off the map?

You thought the end of the Earth at Certain levels was flat

I'm seeing shit that I done dreamed forever ago

So once the shit is in my hands I'll never let go

Doing my own thing I invented this road

He is one keep calm you was never this cold

Verse 2:

Arenas a million people strobe lights on the daily

Lyricism done flipped and did a Carson Daly

Take out garbage rarely

But now a days sanitation in a wasteland deems pretty necessary

Not necessarily do I feel the obligation

But why not if lyrics is my occupation?

Smiling in my mugshots before JB

I wrote ten LPs before Jay-Z

I done dope fiend leaned on so many beats

Swishers of that Melanie aroma Fiona sweet

How often am I sitting in a room

With somebody and that same body pop up on the tube

I never in my ever of a day

Shall change been me since forever in my ways

They been serving bullshit for so long

When you finally get it right you looking at it wrong