I'm dedicated, the definition of dedication Wrote this whole record while I was levitating Sittin' in my room with the pen and paper, I'm innovative They've been afraid of me since I was a second grader I'm the kid on the playground momma told you to never play with There's levels of music—and I'm in the elevator Going up to the top floor, look how we elevated But you don't know the brand by now, you better get educated Take both of my arms, rip 'em out of sockets and seperate 'em Forgive me, yeah, I know I get animated Don't matter, I still write a better record than yours without a hesitation Never been more motivated Just look at all the minds I've opened and penetrated See, I am the voice of all these kids that think things but never say 'em That's why they come to my shows wearing the NF hoodies and hats low like we're carrying weapons Put the controllers away, it's game over I promise I'm way colder The fans keep saying that they're hungry for new music, well that's pretty convenient because I just made a plate for 'em And now I'm hearing none of y'all are saying I just sit at the keys feeling the music Got me thinking I'm Beethoven The game needs a makeover If you've been waiting, the wait's over You ain't notice, y'all about to witness a takeover, I'm home! Yeah, they waiting on me to match that The emotion I had in the last one But if I don't, they gonna tell me that I'm losing my pa**ion If I do am I repeating my actions? Yeah, look, “How Could You Leave Us” is ma**ive There ain't nothing I can write that'll match that My biggest fear writing this record wasn't putting out trash It was disappointing myself and the fanbase Now I want you to picture me I'm in a hotel rapping, crying on the floor of the bathroom Staring in the mirror, my room, hand shaking playing “How Could You Leave Us” through the speakers on my iPhone(outro) Trying to figure out if I'ma always feel the way that I feel Or maybe someday I can learn to be happy Or maybe I can't be, 'cause if the music ain't emotional enough are they gonna call me a has-been? Pain's always been the root of my music If I cut it off, how am I supposed to keep growing If I let it go, won't my whole career be in ruins? That's when I realized this whole conversation is stupid I never cared to impress people that don't even know me I just write what I feel, somehow it started a movement Trying to enjoy a career but I don't know how to do it When I spend all of time my being afraid I'ma lose it But then I figured out the reason they follow me The reason the why these fans surrounding me It's not 'cause I'm a “Rap God”(outro) I don't need you people to bow to me All they ever did was doubted me, now everyone's proud of me Acknowledge me or not, you ain't ignoring the following I'm just teaching 'em something they couldn't learn in they colleges This is for the kids feeling like they live at the bottom and every day of they lives looks like it's darker than Halloween Yeah, you ain't alone out there, look around you—we got a lot of fans in here Couple hundred thousand, that's what we did last year Listen to Intro 3, trying to k** my fear They'll get that in a minute We about to shatter the critics I am a savage admit it A lot of baggage I live in That's why the pa**ion is different Really don't care if they get it We're only three records in it, and this is just the beginning I'm home!(outro) Real musiccc.