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