(Verse 1)
Let me introduce myself my name is LEX
She said yea I know I see your success on the net
L.E.X blowing up on Instagram
Now girls comment on my pics while they still with they man
That stuff you writing not gone make them stick with your jams
My fans can stick to my message like when you lick a stamp
Yea they feel me, and that's more than with their hands
Your rhymes will wash away like you wrote them in the sand
LexDaRapperEater every beat I get to chow down
What you mean clean kid, like Rome and little bow wow
Surrounded by my natives like I'm chillin' at a pow wow
L.E.X the captain, this rap game right here is mine now...
Time to turn up now cause I don't really think they hearin' us
Radio won't play me but I do not take it serious
Looking in my email and these beggars look familiar
One of the few spittin' the truth...but they don't think I'm real enough
(Verse 2)
You like to call your t**n' workin'
And people who judgin', think you do more cuttin' than a surgeon
They throw dollars cause you're worth it, but call you names like you're worthless
So I can understand why you feel like you're less of a person
I've stopped looking for perfect
Stopped thinking that only the good girls are in the churches
The world is filled with people who can blindly belch out a sermon
And mastered the ways to stray then let no one know what their dirt is
You're letting all of your insecurities surface
This service, has stripped you from being nervous
I won't judge you for accepting what you're earnin'
I just hope you find your purpose, and get what you deserving
My party girl
(Verse 3)
Here's a story that I never told
You think they'd spin this if I decide to diss the radio
I remember my pops driving me all the way to the station so
I can give them a CD, of music that people say is dope
We walk in there and she sayin', of course kid we'll play it
So for days I'm by the station, listening saying man I made it
Inside I'm saying "Man face it, you're never gonna be famous
Cause d** money and s** are the only things on their playlist"
I ain't quit though, I went harder when it had to write
Never cursin', and workin', harder up in this rapper life
When a man shows his heart they start to label him a hermaphrodite
They say they big but, I promise the stuff they sell you light