[Intro] [Dr.Jay Bel] (So uhhh Jimmy The Rapper umm.. what's?) [Jimmy The Rapper] Uuhhhhhhhlaalaahhahahaauuhhhh [Dr. Jay Bel] (Okay.. I mean.. Bro I'm just tryna talk to you) [Jimmy The Rapper] Uhhuhuhhhhhhllaahahhahahah f** You, f** You, f** You, f** You, f** You.. Schizo [Dr. Jay Bel] (f** Me? I mean.. I'm just tryna help you.. I'm tryna) [Jimmy The Rapper & Dr. Jay Bel] You have no idea (Well that's what..) You have no idea (*Sighs* let me talk.. that's proberl-) You have no idea (Alright go ahead) You have.. no no (It's fine) [Verse 1] Depression stressing left him strained and chained in an asylum Like what if I don't graduate or what if no one signs him (What if you don't graduate? If no one signs you?) Signing off.. Up tempo sh** but i'm rhyming goth Birdie tryna get up to par like you lied in golf God almighty, might he see my piety and not smite me Likely likey cause he love me cause I know that he above me Buzzing to these buzzards.. Buzzer beaters k** to beat the shot clock father time next on that continental drop top Top gone.. Hollow mind cobaine frame brains sprayed on a dollar sign Signed off aim then aimed back at ya dotted spine Blood stained rage red page on the dotted line We on the same page no label when your product fine Pennies in a well wish me well when its time to grind Grinding till its time to shine Shining till its time to arm her Armor like the time is night Knight you like i'm kinda king Left so i'm kinda right Write till i'm kinda of wrong Learn.. That's the way of life Introverted thoughts dark walking in the way of light Light one for Big & Pac aspire to be big as pac No matter where the fruit grows near the roots is were it'll drops n***as asking bout my tape asking when the sh**'ll drop Lonji tryna leak the mix claiming that the sh** is hot Kay tryna sneak a diss claiming that my sh** is pop & Greg tryna plead the fifth Claiming that my sh**'ll knock Knocking down doors Door man hit floor man.. Down Pa-Pop,Pop,Pop down goes four men Lay em in a holy Field.. Down goes foreman (Violent) I'm Tyson on a mic, Mic check while performing You Tyson when I bite chicken little.. Take ya chick a little Make her dip & wiggle go to work then I stick the middle Middle man I cut em out Fake friends I cut em out Hit the stu k** the track then I drop the cut.. I'm out [Outro] [Dr. Jay Bel] I mean.. You can't just leave like that.. [Laughter]