Intro:

A replication of the intro, so similar

I swear the intro was better, so different

The intro vs. outro, it’s not fire vs. fire

The only problem is it’s a match vs. a lighter

Verse:

A little melody that should’ve been in a previous song

Put emphasis on what I’m saying instead of just reading along

Created from a demon, born to rage and cause the screaming

Cause my pages hold the secrets to the rap games overheating

Now believe me, this record was hard to put together

Bars are clever, heart severed and put into the art man

I tend to bend the memories and use my lead to pen the centuries

Of poetry, I’m flowing free, you know I’m going solo, G

No feature on this record, it was all my own work

I gotta find my flow first before I feature you on my verse

Sun Light bursts and rhymes merge to create a fine verse

But this vile curse compiles hurt when trying to find a style that works

I grow these horns out of my head soon as I’m picking up the pen

I hate the mumble, no pretend, I swear it gets under my skin

Just like narcotics in the pin, these drugged up rappers making hits

Everyone loves them, but I quit, I’m never listening again

And you know what else gets up under my tough skin

The fact that Chill Hill is criticized as disgusting

Even though the YouTube view count is erupting

People still have the balls to tell me I’ll ‘mount to nothing

I was always ready for the critics to pick apart my lyrics

But I didn’t realize it was figures that I deal with in my city

People I look up to, people that are supposed to love you

People that’ll say they’ll support you, but I swear it’s not true

They ditch you after you pick your life up off the ground

I’m giving up on all the haters that don’t like my sound

I finally found the right path to take, I’m not waiting for their bars that hate

This is for my satisfaction, I promise this is not my last hurray

I’ll be back but wait, I’ve got one more thing to say

Moon Shine! Yea, that’s right, he’s taking over now, wait!