[Verse 1: Creative Gold]
This is all real, the pain that I feel
Hope that you can feel it too
Cause sh** I do it for you
This is lyrical therapy
Changing lives I better be
I'm laughing at all of these
Flow Jo's they put ahead of me
I'm feeling like Kareem in the 70's
Now I'm in the game
I hope they I'm a never leave
Everybody talking
Swag this swag that
I'm really a lyricist
I'm not into the swag rap
What you gonna tell a n***a like me
Honestly I shoulda had a good deal
When I was 17
So when I see Joey Bad doing good
Salute to the young g
Doing it big for the hood
Been gone for awhile
Took some time
Cleared my mind
Just to make it clear
I don't f** with you queers
Throw dirt on my name
A chysanthenum from the soil
You wanna see me fail
Your dreams I'm sad to spoil
Declaring it now XXL
Fresh 10
Depth in my words
Deeper than men
In some of these trends
To the women that I've been with
Girl I know you feel it
The industry that you kept me from
I'm bout to k** it
RIP to my family
Always walk with their spirit
You wanna know who I f** with
The f** up outta my business
Dropped a lot of friendships
Still dropping more
Guarantee if you look down
See some on the floor
I know they linger, got a lot of bandwagon hopefuls
Reciting my lyrics
& saying they love my vocals
For sure, you ain't one of the fans
That I spoke to
So why would I ever approach you
Bounce that on the protools
[Verse 2: Creative Gold]
This a introduction to my life
This ain't just a intro
Ambition of riding in that
All black benzo
I'm a underachiever
In a room full of more
According to politics
But the government
Such a eye sore
All these little kids
In the room talking fashion
Behind a mac screen
In a world so serene
Guys that write about
Other guys think they poppin'
Scared for life
Pray to the Bishop, Loughlin
In the booth, I deliver Malone
Drew Stockton
Big up my engineer
We talking over this year
The Era what up
Zombie what up
ASAP what up
New York what up