Verse 1:
This the type of beat that make you get competitive
All I hear from pop and rap is really just repetitive
Got these kids running circles but I stay ahead of it
Spazzing out in public, probly shoulda took a sedative
I won't front and try to say that all I do is effortless
Or that I'm the best at it, really I could benefit
From a little less etiquette and some better grit
But I said it don't forget it, now imma get it in
And he don't even need to curse to fill lines a single time
To beat the beat and Mayher it up like Bill in real time
Comedians aside I let it Rock on each line
He must need a breather, nah brah I feel fine
Life isn't fair, maybe you should change your attitude
Think about the things you have and try to feel some gratitude
Leave the things or the people that have been bad for you
You're walking with the dead, choose another avenue
Hook:
Gratitude
Gotta have it, better add it to your attitude
Verse 2:
Fantasies like mine always leave you wanting more
Finally climb the ladder, gotta reach another floor
Do a hundred push ups, gotta do a hundred more
Next to pure perfection, what's the use in keeping score?
I got a lot to be grateful for
Breakfast club, baddest crew, got dough like crackers do
Or cheese like ratatoo, or cabbage like rabbit food
Scholastic aptitude, having abs that are huge
Now I'm changing the latitude, and raising the amplitude
Having a clue, not packing a tool and lashing at dudes and actin the fool
My parents, having two, do they love me? Yeah they do
I'm grateful for having this gratitude, the rational attitude
Not spazzing like raditude, having a roof, matta fact having food
I'm eating a pita that's grecian like phoebe
My sneakers ain't yeezy, adidas too greedy
I'm meetin' and greetin', not cheesy or sleazy
And beating the demons between me and freedom