Im obsessed wit all this rap sh** Do less with all the whackness Bendin over backwards got me doin acrobatics Homie time is rollin forward but im out here doin Backflips Veggies in the patches Money in the mattress Spittin all this fire i dont even need the matches While they be using Tinder ain't no way that they could match this Thats a double entendre If you dont recognize, Nevermind, i reach Nirvana See me in the streets and they be cheesin like lasagna And i ain't gonna sign until they add a couple commas Yeah im on a mission won't convert the whole genre Im just tryna do my thing and hope to live to see mañana RNR thats the mantra The way im lookin at it well it might be an addiction Youre rubbin me the wrong way and yeah i feel the friction Judgin other rappers comin at em with conviction This is my house i want em out like an eviction I ain't gonna sell out i will never need a listing If he left and came back i just tell him go do his thing And man Im determined like Brady for a fifth ring You really gonna try and tell me what i can and can't do Come at me with ya palms up and yeah ill be a handful Its like I started gridlock the comp is at a standstill Got versatility, more content than a landfill I wrote a song last night Another one this morning And you still got the balls to say that im the one conforming? Take this as a warning Feel me heating up and homie that ain't global warming Busy as a bee, new sh** got the groupies swarming Building up an empire yeah im the foreman Im obsessed with this sh** i just had to inform ya