[Verse One]:

These dudes spitting ‘bout they paper

I spit a constitution

They say that they a problem

Well shit I’m the solution

They claim to be the best

My best hasn’t happened yet

They say they push keys

I hold the key to happiness

They spitting wish rap, gun-clap, platinum

I’m giving real rap, shit that is happening

They call me the present

But I can make you absent with my words or my weapon

Bottomline I’m abstinent

They cannot fuck wit me

This is not an accident

I am not an activist nor am I a pacifist

I am just a passionate bastard getting passed the point of passiveness

The heart of a slave and the mind of a master mixed

Asterisks

Star power

I stand for this

Wall flower

Ask your chick

Long hours

My fans searching like bar bouncers now, y’all found it

[Hook]:

Let’s be clear, you was waiting for a savior well he’s here

No need to feel fear, you was waiting for a savior well he’s here

[Verse Two]:

They tell you that they getting it, I had it when I left the womb

They be having buzz, my career’s electrocuted

I don’t mean it’s dead to you

I just ain’t no extra fool

Telling you I’m stretching, moving, whipping, baking, getting loot

They rap about they cars, planes, different transportation

I could stand still and move folks with conversation

They in the club, killing time getting wasted

I’m in the club, but my lines, changing nations

You probably thinking why he focusing on them

He got his own career he should be focusing on him

Look I had to go within, God chose me so it’s Him

I address what gets me vex

But y’all don’t notice these are hymns

Hip-hop gospel, hostile, my arms are getting tired

I been holding on, throwing y’all Armageddon’s fire

I inspire humans

They just gonna lie to you

I don’t want to hide the truth

Stopping me’s impossible

They could have the hottest beats, they get ill production

But when you mention top emcees, you do not discuss them

Maybe that’s an untruth, maybe when these dumb dudes

Hit you with these lines bout the crazy things they guns do

Maybe when they bullets turn your body into junk food

Or when they mention jewels you don’t see that doesn’t bug you

So you be like oh man, yo you heard this new kid

Then I hear his weak flow, then I feel stupid

They just taking space damn, I’ma take my time people

They do it for Def Jam I do it for blind people

They made a million, selling children crack

I’ma sell a million and then pay the children back

They seeing color, white versus black

I’m putting red from my blood on a track

I’m seeing green, spitting blues, running laps

Getting tan, pushed purple, kept a chrome colored strap

Just so I could write raps

So the fans go and purchase me

But I watch my step, like I pledged in a fraternity

Music is the universal language so a verse from me

Is similar to any syllabus at universities

See me in the booth and I’m standing making records so the fans could rate it

Ran into my man just got his left leg amputated

No exaggerating

Told me he’s a fan and lately certain songs I made got him through it

So fuck my aggravation, maybe I’ll get accolades later

And make a fortune spitting

But if I do not I am fortunate either way listen

[Hook]:

Let’s be clear, you was waiting for a savior well he’s here

No need to feel fear, you was waiting for a savior well he’s here