[Verse 1]
I am the most underrated, hated, and discriminated
Breaking all types of stereotypes every day
It's a different obstacle, failing isn't optional
Holding on to a dream that seems impossible
But I keep striving and trying to be the stereotypin'
Defining emcee with a higher degree
On a higher totem and voted most likely to be
Then let the future define it for me, hah
But I'm really just a high schooler
With grade school dreams of making it big in my future
And I'm just hoping it lasts, I'm sitting in cla**
Writing these rhymes, hoping to pa**
But in the back of my mind, I'm praying for a record deal
But still got college rubbing against my heals
So now I know how it really feels
Instead of feeling never real, but still
[Hook]
(Ready or not
R-r-r-ready or not)
Yeah, I'm telling everybody
(Ready or not, here I come)
Ready or not, here I come
[Verse 2]
I've been told that my future seems promising
But people have broke what they promised me
Honestly, I'm a rapper with a prophecy
I'm the high school superstar prodigy
My vocal chords open doors, and of course
It opens those doors, to what I have in stored
For me, and even though it seems like a dream
Even Limbo couldn't hold me back from what I want to be
See I was born with a pa**ion
And I'mma carry it out until the casket
But what's tragic is it's hard to manage
And constantly balance a bunch of different talents
I'm paralyzed, I can't stand it
If I want something, I'mma have it, hard work is a habit
And I feel like I'm acting out a movie role
When I'm in the studio, lights, camera, action
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
My whole life, I feel like
My actions speak louder than words
So I just choose to pantomime
And sometimes, I have to improve my improv
'Cuz life doesn't have a script to go by
So I'm just working off of blank sheets
And filling in these blank papers with my song lyrics
Rapping 'bout, all these goals that I can't reach
Even though negativity is the wrong spirit
I am the individual, ripping the ritual
Of spitting about swag, money, cars, clothes, hoes
I suppose fans coming by the rows
And the unreachable pinnacles that seem miniscule
Yeah, and I'mma mean it if I speak it
No connection to all the speaches I gave in English
In front of a crowd
I'mma continue to preach what I believe in
You bring me down is very slim, no bulimic
Believe it