Brother I am air.space
I use the internet every night to escape
Escapades
Oh my days those essays
Chop up the venison steaks
Get laced with these lewd tunes
Introduce you to the most scrutinized Genre of Music
Most of you just abuse it
I tell the truth and pursue it
Others refuting the movement
I'm used to it now, I'm winning every time that I lose it
So I give a f** what you do
Cause ain't nothing new
sh** imma do what I want to
Hit em w. a 21|12
With enough insight to ignite this hellhole
So it's time to let the whole f**in world know
My new state of mind bro
Might go, J. Cole
That means k** the game and invite witnesses
Society the drivers seat the first one to get k**ed?
Well they better pull us over for driving under the influence
Says the joker to the thief
I'm poking holes in your hoody
This emptiness that you seek
Fake rapper tweets
I'm meddling with their stories
And you would have got away with it too if it wasn't for me
Balling on thin ice skating on my blades of glory
You f**ers have the gall to say “have you got something for me”
Ignoring all the hating, debating, anticipating
You brothers should look me up like celestial navigation
Why the f** you think I spent months cultivating?
Tryna shift the culture?
Need to motivate a cruel summer
Followed by a late registration
Post graduation, mine for the taking
AK-47's at the gates of heaven
Shooting down any demons even stepping to this reverence
This testament, my evidence
What it takes to stay true and stay relevant