[Verse 1]
All he needs is a lamp,pen,pad,and MGK
Then he'll be gone, escaping the stress from everyday
In his mind he thinks- who will be the next to say
That he can't make it
That he just faked it
Only if they knew that while they're cooking he just baked it
Meaning he has a different style, they're looking like they're basic
They're looking at his ratings
Want to get with him now?
Want to get with him how?
He's been the same kid
You just never got to know him
Taking down your close pins
He's looking like he's bowling
Maybe one day he'll show 'em
That he isn't just a beast
But pa**ionate and dedicated, At the very Least
Uh, Uh
[Verse2]
So with a little bit more sk**
And a little bit more rhyme
Don't you think it's a matter of time
Before the kid inclines
As long as he puts his soul
In every single line
And writes lyrical genius
Like he read your mind
He knows that no one has the ****ing perfect life
Life is said to be a ride
So you better hold on tight
If he make it to the top
Then he'll bring you all up, with him
We're all together on tho fight for the flight, Amen