[Intro I: J. Dilla]

It's like- like, right now, what I'm doing is-

What I've been doing, like, the last 3 years

Was all production, like what I'm doing is-

Just tryna get my name out li- I- I- I still consider myself underground

[Intro II: Dtoxify]

Yo, uh, word

J.B.S, Yetosky, huh

DTOXIFY, uh

Word, remember?

[Verse 1: DTOXIFY]

Remember?

Remember them times back in the harbor?

Got bullied to the point, I spent every night with my mama

No one invited me outside of mi casa

And the ones I thought were friends were the biggеst part of the problem

Felt this way 6 yеars ago, so I went full throttle

17 years old, and I still ain't picked up the bottle

Look at me now, I dropped a classic album on 'em

Used to look into the mirror and wish my daddy wore a condom

Fast forward 6 years, I saw my grandma cry

The world kept spinning, but her world stopped when her youngest

They all say it's all a part of our storyline

He had his own too, so why is this where his story dies?

So now I do it all for him

My family build him from scratch, I built it to the top for 'em

Yea, yea, I do it all for him

My family build him from scratch, I built it to the top, uh

But I can't let it make me, I make heat

To burn all the bridges from those who play me

Unnecessary guilt that eventually drove me crazy

Turned me to a punching bag without a back bone to save me

Uh, but I turned into a monster

17 years old, with a lot of talent to offer

Got behind the wheel and already dropped a sophomore project

My life sentence don't [?] below me or in a coffin

Tryna make this shit a job, but it don't pay me well

Money hungry businesses rationing for my pain and skill

Uh, we got the drive and we ain't breaking 'til

DT, Yetosky and J.B.S. breaking your JBL

[Interlude: J. Dilla]

I wanna get across there, and still do what I do

And not have to uh... do a beat that sounds like this or do this or..

Some commercial, like...Wu-tang, Wu-tang, RZA keeps his shit...

Y'know what I'm saying? And gets played on the radio

It's everywhere, that's where I'm...

[Verse 2: J.B.S]

Keep your head held high, feet and ground should connect

Put your heart on the line, wear that shit on your chest

Wear it on your sleeve too, give a fuck 'bout the rest

Keep your head on your goals, while you're baking that bread

Be your own cheerleader, don’t get in your head

Just always try to get ahead, no matter what’s next

These are lessons hard earned, I just put it in text

Lemme tell you where it started, so you get what I meant

See, I was born in a home that was already broke

And I mean that both ways, man we lived on ropes

Than we fled the fucking province, we had nothing but hopes

But we had no guarantees, whether we live or we don’t

Always surrounded by drugs, but my sobriety holds

And even to this fucking day, I’ve never touched that, no

Top it off, I had an old man, who never was home

Because the choices that he made fucked our family for a long time

But check the time boy, I think that’s it’s mine

I put my soul in these verses, it’s more than nickels and dimes

I always tell it like I see it, never move like a mime

You cannot knock me off my pace, I’m locked in on my grind

I rose from hell, but look at me, now I'm one of a kind

A fucking flower from the concrete, rather divine

I pump my chest cause no one else did, was weak in the spine

Until I found this rap shit, it helped me on my climb

So never take yo’ time for granted, keep your eye on the price

Sometimes your ticket to your happy place is in a disguise

Because the place where you're at peace is never shit you could buy

And by now, I hope you get that if you say your that guy

Well, then, you are him, I know that cause I am him

The only ones I dog on are the ones that never can win

But claim to, man these goofys piss me off so much, it’s red that I see

So much I called my man, yetosky, I told him extend the beat

Because I think I’m on my crash out, you people make me sick

Cause they talk down to a legend in the making what’s this

R.I.P. MF DOOM, I'm the modern day him

And if he was around still, he’d be on the same shit

Shoutout to the irkens, always reppin’ my clique

But if you turn on me, I sock ya, let me give you a tip

You could never talk down to the man, thats it

I’m in a pool of my own hype, so, come over, take a dip

This shit a message to people always hating, how do you live?

Look at the shit you were born into, man, what I woulda give

These fucking narcissistic pussies, tryna acting like crips

Keep it real, you the reason I make songs like this

Why you always punch down, this more than just a diss

This shit a wake up call for you, for all the goofs thats it

And to specifically you, why you claiming you beat my pen

I ain’t got nothin’ to prove, but I might as well just impress

I'm taking it back to when it was bout rapping

I'm taken aback about how they reacting

You know who I am, and you know I ain’t cap when

Im talking this shit, when I’m dropping the tracks

And I still keep it real, as matter of fact

I would kill any rapper that crosses my path

It will stop game one, if you talk out yo’ ass

And I'm just being blunt, because that is that

Don’t give a fuck what you put in the pages

Jimmy go harder, I’ve done this for ages

Jimmy gon’ make it, I’ll rave on the stages

Don’t care to doubt it, I’d bet & I’d wager

I put all the work in, I ain’t sleep in days

Now I’m at the point where this shit can’t erase

You come for my spot I’ll leave you dismay

At this point you know I mean what I say

Never let the potholes get you stuck on the road

Because remember where you go, that shit in your control

Even if it doesn’t feel like it, let time do the most

Because you make your own way, then you make your own home

Always follow what your heart says, you're the one in the making

Because if you put in the work, than thats where you gon’ take it

I finally started my journey, proud of the path that im paving

I did it, Bro I love you, I’m sorry it took so long to say it

J, J