Released on November 25, 2016

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(Intro)

It's been a long time coming man

I been through hell and back, I just wanna see the top now

On my mama we gon' make it

(Verse 1)

This is year 23 man I feel like Jordan

Reminiscing first night had the mic recording

It made me feel important shy nigguh soft spoken

I was so focus like a pair of bifocals eyes open up

When they see a nigguh spittin like he puking lunch

I had to punch and fight my life aiming for the gut

Hoping pretty sluts let me cut just to live it up

I gotta live it up

Because I'm livin in hell isn't that swell

Daddy visit never end well, had the vision but lack ambition feinin' to blow like air condition

Wanting to murder my competition

There is no opposition when yo mind is different

This is exhibition just flexing my written addiction

I figure it intuition to cause all the friction

Going on mission to earn more than pension

Muthafuckas better pay attention

I been at the bottom chasin' these bills like Hilary Rodham know how that feels to settle for garbage tryin' yo hardest

I am an artist takin' it further than margin

Prayin' I wake every morning

(Hook)

This is year twenty, twenty, year twenty-three (Repeat)

And ion have a record deal but I know I got the skills

Do you know how that shit feels when you know you fuckin' ill

(Verse 2)

Scratch that

I'm the illest with a Gang full of villains world domination pillage yo village and brainwash the children

We changin' the nation, you, hangin with haters

Noose, tighter than anal what is yo angle

I am a star fuck being spangled

I am the father yes I will spank you lyrics are torture

Livin in horror I am an author surrounded by coroners

Dearly departed life isn't gorgeous family starvin' vanity ballin handle the offense wanna eat often grandma keep coughin' avoidin the coffin lookin like carcass I was the shortest

Smokin that poison fast forward my bedroom the toilet

I am the shit really retarded whatever you call it

I am the reason the party get started

You are not fly lookin like ostrich I am a prophet

Makin no profit feelin like pothead weed in my pocket

Eating my wallet avoidin the gossip reading the gospel, I'm

A livin apostle all in her throat removin' her tonsils

Keep me a condom

Learn from mistakes learning to block all the hate

Soul, burning like furnace how much can I take

Balance my chakra eliminate devilish traits

You nigguhs imposter claimin they hustle for days

Generate pay, flash it in face workin with minimum wage

(Hook)

(Verse 3)

Wait

Surrounded by bitches that laugh in my face

Nigguhs downplaying my tape

Question my flow and my pace

Haters are forming to hate me my friends separate

Rappin in different lane hoping we speak again

I'll be the bigger man I'll split the dividends

Wish we were kids again this was the fuckin plan

I be yo hype man get on, you wasn't writing them songs

I wasn't feeling too on don't get me wrong

Remember us hittin the bong

Watchin you flow you was too cold dropping that knowledge me, you and Jok said fuck college what is yo problem

You really be wildin mama say you sniffin that powder

Lookin for power I will not cower I'm at the tower

Morph into bowser giving them hell, showers

Ringing the bell the time is ours

I will not fail no matter the skill my home is the battlefield know its real fuck a deal smell the daffodils

Do you know how it feels to be ill

Poppin' them pills and jig turning yo mind opposite of big rollin up pine you was a brother of mine

Shid, for you I would split wigs

You was the kid

Lyrical gifted, musical misfit

But the times have shifted and you have gone missing

(Bridge)

I done been down this road I done came close to sellin' my soul you don't wanna fuck with me O to the S-A-Z-E