[Hook: Versvs]

I don't even know what the fuck to do

What have I become for you?

Don't even have enough blood to spew

But am I enough for you?

Told you my hopes, my dreams, my fears

Wrote every night, every day, all these years

Gave you my blood, my sweat, my tears

But you remain doubtful so fuck you too!

[Verse 1: Versvs]

Yeah, 'cause I been killing it

Put any hurdle in front of me, I will get rid of it

Since the beginning, been juggling music with education

This ain't no dummy talking, so fuck a ventriloquist, real as shit

And it's true bitch, I will admit

All these lyrics started off as an еxperiment

Was scared I didn't bеlong to rap but it's been a fit

Now I'm sitting here wondering what's the benefit

Yeah, 'cause I don't see the recognition

And I eat the competition, but they seem to be indifferent

Better believe I got a mission, this my dream, I got a vision

You don't know what this means like you need a definition

So listen, 'cause you don't know what it did to me

Always trying not to let the hate get to me

How I survived in this industry's a mystery

So many bars, I can start a penitentiary

And how come you don't talk about that?

Oh, I bet you never thought about that

I did a song with Crook, now I did a song with Royce

Bitch you fuck around while I bring Slaughterhouse back

Facts, doing this since 17

Still thinking about the culture when I jump on every beat

'Cause I wanna be someone I would've looked up to as a kid

See this shit is creating a better me

Yeah, writing is what I'm 'posed to do

It's what happens when you see you have a voice to use

You just get mad when motherfuckers ignoring you

When you thought they would actually listen and then rejoice with you

I just put the effort in and I'm annoyed at you

You can listen or not, it's your choice, that's true

But if it's rhymes then admit it I'm the prime symbolism

You say lyric, think of I like it's Royce tattoo

Boom, now I'm working with the legend

Rapping every second and shredding at every section

Shit is such a blessing but my name is never mentioned

I'm not even from the ghetto but I still don't get the credit

Yes I said it all these wannabe rappers are so pathetic

Unable to put words together or even finish a sentence

You remind me of a killer that will never confess it

'Cause I guess you're basically never saying anything on record

[Hook: Versvs]

I don't even know what the fuck to do

What have I become for you?

Don't even have enough blood to spew

But am I enough for you?

Told you my hopes, my dreams, my fears

Wrote every night, every day, all these years

Gave you my blood, my sweat, my tears

But you remain doubtful, so fuck you too!

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9]

Number one cause of unhappiness in every ghetto

Is having to settle for less

A system that keep gettin' rich off of keeping the sick nigga

Guess who gon' sell us the meds

If I do the dirt by myself

Somebody better be expecting an incredible mess

Poverty in the project is a product

Of that inevitable medical debt

You got men in mascara the Fentanyl era

You DM your ex and she read it was Meth

A thespian name, Deck said this shit best:

"Upset? Then you best be protectin' your neck"

A nigga get gangsta with us like he Pesci

We address it with gesture, we Elliott Ness

I brought the crack over then fed the connect

I'm on my Fat Joe shit, Big L and Vaness'

Hop off my scaffold to my scalable death

Knowing anyone's ever been credible bled

I'll exist in a length of my federal bed

'Fore I live in a tank givin' hetero head

Sippin' this drank, fallin' deaf on new ears

Ballin' just to land jets to new Lears

Y'all ain't special man just 'cause you weird

Crossover, I just Nick Van Exel new heirs

Pablo Man Freddy connect to Mo' Mia

Follow your aunt Betty stretch on Madea

My celly intel is Metro Nokia

I cancelled R. Kelly just for Aaliyah

[Hook: Versvs]

I don't even know what the fuck to do

What have I become for you?

Don't even have enough blood to spew

But am I enough for you?

Told you my hopes, my dreams, my fears

Wrote every night, every day, all these years

Gave you my blood, my sweat, my tears

But you remain doubtful, so fuck you too!

[Outro: Versvs]

But am I enough for you?

But am I enough for you?

But am I enough for you?