I make my own beats
Im my own band
Im the lead singer
And the guy in the back
Im the fans in the crowd
And the haters at home
Im my own competition
And that shot of patron
Im the dro in yo L
Voice in ya head
Your dead relatives
Newest best friend
But im just a person
The art does it to ya
So shut up for a minute
And let it speak to ya
Might be dead nervous
But i dont show it
I might be all good
And u wouldn't kno it
Im that one moment
That one shot
That one opportunity
That you pa**ed on
Im the last one
Should be the first choice
Im the one over here
Thats often overlooked
Im the one at the door
The one by the stage
That stops the angry one
That pulls a knife in a rage
Im flying the plane
And serving the dranks
I picked and acted in
The movie on the screen
Im the last song u heard
I can from the future
The one who caught u stealing
Same one who have to shoot ya
Im all around the world
Every little village
The water in your faucet
And the coal they are drilling
After i am done
I will live in your head
But now your aware
I been there for a minute
I make my own beats
Im my own band
Im the lead singer
And the guy in the back
Im the fans in the crowd
And the haters at home
Im my own competition
And that shot of patron
Im the dro in yo l
Voice in ya head
Your dead relatives
Newest best friend
But im just a person
The art does it to ya
So shut up for a minute
And let it speak to ya x2