[Intro: Lexicon] See you can be hungry for something other than food You can be hungry for power, for love, for fame, for change Hungry just to be hungry Rags to riches bro [Verse 1: Lexicon] Ever since I was a little kid, my inner soul was hungry I used to rap alone, cheap microphone cause lack of money Made beats off pots and pans, rapped to dope beats on youtube Too good be to true, was hot but man I had to ask 'em for the lease I stole it anyway and I copied the link, I bodied with swa*k I dropped a hot 16 on the track, posted it- now I'll be the crank I blasted in the car, acid bumping out them speakers man I was zoning out in neverland, call me peter pan Kundalini down my chakras to my keter, hands Legs, arms, feet and I still need a fan 6 years old writing raps about the politics Chopper spits thugging out to 2Pac wishing I was west coast The rest goes rapping bout Glocks and leaving your neck froze Paralyzed from my verses, my pair of eyes won't work, miss Take 'em back cause I'm sick of looking at these cats whose worthless I was a young thugga, never even seen the streets before I completely sworn I was ready to get out and greet the core Of new york city, suburban life, the words I write Cut deeper than the birds at night thats why I keep my circle tight Lil lex to 1exi to Lexicon, you guys have a special bond Evolved to a bigger and better, could of sworn it was the renaissance [Hook: Lexicon] Rocks for diamonds Hungry at its finest Yes your highness [Verse 2: Lexicon] Dreams of higher things and giving out to charities Except I need the money what am I giving out for I'm giving in sentiments you couldn't even doubt or Frown upon, I want the same hype like how they found saddam I want the town bizarre like they found a thousand bombs Eleven years old trying to find her inner energy Gravity was grabbing me from always being centerpiece Like catholic priest, I was changing up what was meant to be Never followed my true dreams all I did was let my senses bleed Until one day I finally realized why my last name is Neal Cause I'm walking prodigy with prophecies that won't demolish me All you out there are living gods, getting robbed consciously Obligations I'll be waiting for a job opportunity Until I realize they don't accept me as a human being My brain, fluids leaking on the page Morning rain won't stop me walking straight Norman Bates, they call me psycho cause I flow with my eyes closed Hip hop is in my blood its apart of me, its in my arteries Its in my heart in my soul until my conscience eats Forgotten souls left at the bottom to rotten whole My momma told me don't give up on your common goals Who knew that shy girl named Lexi would have the hottest flows My palms ain't sweaty, my knees ain't weak but you know I got pasta flow Hasta lo ultimo de la tierra y'all should know [Hook: Lexicon] Rocks for diamonds Hungry at its finest Yes your highness