I'm a gift from all the angels Running back I'm breaking ankles But I'm running it You're timing it You're sideline It's my time I'm breaking out like acne Neutrogena line Gotta get away from all of this hate I'm running away Gotta get my paint I'm an artist painting a picture going for fame Looking for bank Searching for fame Raising the bar, album drop day Where is my pay You all gonna pay Beefing on me that's a slaughter house thing Ugh, Only gonna talk sh** if I need to Gotta big mouth and big dick like that's new to you In 7th grade I put vids on YouTube But now of days your girl and I are on RedTube Everyone knows you gotta go to the restroom and drop some sh** No one even likes your music like 2 hits You're 3 years below me better get used to it Where's your b**h she with me A drug addict like Whitney You can keep her, she a b**h Cause I'd never have a mistress [Tell em Dex] Gotta get away from all of this hate Confront today Say it to your face Know your place It's my day It's my year homie This your d**h homie I do not care homie This is your d**h homie [First off] To haters of Dexter Starting beef with Mader That would be like neyver I don't think he's good but I'm seeing improvement He knows I think that and I am still cool with him Now lets look at you, you're fatter than Big Al Let's look at your face it looks so young like my child I don't see him hope to God I will not see you You're a f**ing punk don't even try to be rude And now we move on Picture this I am a God I know my place But clearly this guy with a dumb face Is a f** face This whole rap game is a dumb race I was running back, 1st place This will never be a cold case Til' I see a rep with a brief case No one will ever shut me up Cause I speak the truth And sing better than Lekas in the booth That little f** need a soundcheck Not by the guy in the damn vest You digress I progress You talk sh** for no reason About the underground that's treason So why am I? Cause the fans need someone to agree with Am I right? You can reply Just know who you're f**ing with There's no going back on it I'm having fun with this [haha] About Cincotta, well that's on the EP You're not enjoying this? Well you can f**ing leave Going in now Not pulling out You should know that about me Done that since last January And I'm gonna carry the whole world [The whole world] I'm not afraid to tell my story That's what gives me all of this glory Got the drinks Devine will pour me Rhode Island girls on me they're whoring Music isn't even what I wanna do I wanna major film in a grad school But if all of ya'll are gonna stress me out I put you in submission, tap out I'm Charlie Sheen, you know I'm winning Don't be judging me, this is my opinion I'm Charlie Sheen, you know I'm winning Don't be judging me, this is my opinion