[Hook:]
[Verse 1: M.A.L.C.]
I Am On A Whole Anuva Level
If You Think You Great
Here's A Bronze Medal
n***as Lying Saying
That They Whipping Foreign's
But Whole Time
They Still Pushing Pedals
I Ain't Got Time For No Averages
Claiming That They Some Savages
I'd Walk Up To The Most
Baddest Chick And Have Her
Take The Stick And Do A Magic Trick
Don't Know How To Party
But I'll Get It Lit
Turn Up And Chill
We Ain't Trynna Trip
I Pick Up This Pen
And I Pick Up This Paper
I Write Me A Verse
Then Record It And Save It
$kylight Hit My Phone
Said She Out Chasing Cake
I Just Sent Her
A Text Saying We Gonna Make It
I Got The Know How
To Stop People From Hating
Or Maybe To Make It
Worser I'm Just Saying
Portrayed As A Failure
They Didn't Believe In Me
People Switched Now
They Realize They Needed Me
f** It, They Never Loved M.A.L.C
Mayn I'm Going All Out
On Somebody Else Beat
I'm Talented
Starting To See
Nothing's Challenging
Figure sh** Out
And No Doubt I'll Excel In It
f** My Old Teachers, Don't Care
Bout What Checks They Get
Malcolm Goin'
Making More Than They Settlement