[Phonte] After a year of misconceptions Fast food and late night sessions Let down froze out change and redirection Misderected anger and unchanneled aggression And shout out to my crew, word up peace and blessings For keeping me sane through all the stressing Deceating my brain repeating the same unanswered questions J-League blow the spot n***a filmin eleven Serving emcee's like the finest deli contestant But it's more than just spittin flows Yo let me run it down My son is running now The n***a getting old It's time to re-up now and book some bigger shows Hit up on this front money as if you didn't know It's all about plates dog, so f** your talent show Let's word to 9th sean poo ... We got the world loving it yall Couldn't do it if it wasn't for yall I ain't f**in wit yall [Hook] [Phonte2] I put my life in my rhyme ya'll that's why I gotta do it Some n***as die nameless Some die without a dollar too it Some n***as set goals but don't ever follow through it So every night I'm saying amen like howard hewett (pronounced hue-wit) Been thinking bout the times when I was stressing and sh** When im creatin to the beats n***as is blessin me with It's like the heavens is picked ME to make this delivery See I like making money but I rather make history And I ain't a n***a that's all righteous and spiritual I'm just tryin to be remembered for more than a year or two Chill with my son and play some records in the living room Have him bobbing his head like "yeah pops I'm feeling you" I guess that's why I couldn't f** with the material Cuz when my album drop it ain't no telling what this sh**'ll do Whether yall bang it in the parking lot Or sell it for 99 cents in the bargain box Just know a n***a put his heart in it A n***a put his whole heart in it All the pain and the scars in it We gon keep rockin it on to the break of day This real sh** yall never take away [Hook2]