I make my own beats Im my own band Im the lead singer And the guy in the back Im the fans in the crowd And the haters at home Im my own competition And that shot of patron Im the dro in yo L Voice in ya head Your dead relatives Newest best friend But im just a person The art does it to ya So shut up for a minute And let it speak to ya Might be dead nervous But i dont show it I might be all good And u wouldn't kno it Im that one moment That one shot That one opportunity That you pa**ed on Im the last one Should be the first choice Im the one over here Thats often overlooked Im the one at the door The one by the stage That stops the angry one That pulls a knife in a rage Im flying the plane And serving the dranks I picked and acted in The movie on the screen Im the last song u heard I can from the future The one who caught u stealing Same one who have to shoot ya Im all around the world Every little village The water in your faucet And the coal they are drilling After i am done I will live in your head But now your aware I been there for a minute I make my own beats Im my own band Im the lead singer And the guy in the back Im the fans in the crowd And the haters at home Im my own competition And that shot of patron Im the dro in yo l Voice in ya head Your dead relatives Newest best friend But im just a person The art does it to ya So shut up for a minute And let it speak to ya x2