Life is great and shit

Drop another song 'bout some fame and shit

Gotta be right when I rhyme like this

Gotta be, gotta be right like this

I'm a slap machine comin' for you

Drop the heroine comin' for you

Still got vivid dreams comin' for you

Better get off with the drugs nothin' for you

But my life has had a few upsides

Other people startin' to compare and to subscribe

But man, you really gotta know

I don't do this shit for the money, honey and the doe

I just wanna prove a point that I'm trying to make

[What's that?]

Do it for yourself, if you want it to bake

I'm like, money is a motivator, sure

But it shouldn't be the point to be more secure

I'm like dayum, you got a sick beat right there

Man, lemme help you mix that, track that shit right there

Right there it's gotta be

All these other people they just really wanna be

What they see within me and get it all for free

Yeah... cause that's the dream

Not insecure about what you believe

Nothing's like it seems

Get up from your knees

I'm like dayum

I'm - I'm - I'm like dayum

I'm - I'm - I'm like dayum

I'm - I'm - I'm like dayum

I'm - I'm - I'm like DAYUM

You gotta be yourself, the twelth

Included for that, correct, no sorry

Man no worry, I don't fucking understand your hurry

Not so blurry, man

Stop that, get up manned

Up on the ground of no band

You should've understand, command

That I'll lend you no hand

All you do is demand

I'm like dayum

P-R-O-D-U-C-A

You better say, that I rock the day

When I'm with my bae, that is quite insane

I'm like, I'm, I'm, I'm like dayum

Well I'd be damned if I would

You know I'm scared if I should

Cause I will be just no singer

Call me the Rapslinger...