Starvin' artist till I make a mil
Breaking deals stating that the tape I make is near
Haters build, I got you pissed like you break the seal
My rate is k**ed till I get poppin and I take appeal
I won't bail, man this studio is like a jail
Cuz I drop bars hoping that my writing's sell
These foods that I'm craving got me savoring the flavor
Of the fruits of my labor tasting ripe as hell
I might as well run the game, you cut the corners off
You play the role, I strike the pen to get my point across
I'm ahead of your tales like a coin toss
I spit it sick as gingivitis, I avoid floss-ing
I'm annoyed often and I'm over your high
I'm soy sauce salty and my hope is disguised
I'm finna cross lines like a DUI
But you s**as got no influence over my drive
But I swear I got my license suspended
I'm fighting the tension of writing the sentence
I try to envision a brighter incentive
Refining my writtens to life in this prison
I can put an end to your bars like d**h row
I took the spotter out of charge and he let go
So now I'm raising up the bar from my chest so
You s**as stop droppin pety bars tryna flex swole
But
My inspiration's taken by these college applications
And waiting for my place