[Verse 1: LoneMoon]
Train of thought jumpin' to the claustrophobe
Cop does things you don't expect a cop to do
In a small room with these other rap kids thinkin'
How much am I makin'? Do I sound complacent
This music is sacred, I'm patiently waiting
I'm stuck in a basement with pages and pages
Of unused lyric never put into song, still like to sing 'em all day long
Do you hear me?
To the folks that went did me wrong
Do you feel me?
To the sky i'm tippin back oolong
Cup to the ceiling
Every character in DBZ
Except krillin
That's me
Too clean, AG
That's what I'm reppin
Stop. Return it like a paragraph, a message
Stop, and look at all the progress we been making
Made a little come up and I still be with my same bros
Still make beats, still produce and make a payroll
Yeah, I used to have my own label
But that was when I was 15
I was steady dreamin
Up until i turned 16
This was a dream then
And homie still steady dreamin
Yeah
And homie still steady dreamin
If you could believe me