Have you ever felt that nobody really knows you You got a cell but nobody really phones you Slowly drift away from all the people you were close to Until there isn't one single soul that you can go to I chose to affiliate myself into rap I'm broken and hoping my life will come back If it don't then I won't stop believing I'm crap f** I hope that I choke till my lungs will collapse I craved this sh** but now I see it's all a game I hate to admit it but the fames got me changed I guess thats what happens whe you're dealing with the pain And you don't know to cope so you try to find a way My brain is tryna say that my therapy is music Lately I figured out it's truly theraputic Growing up I had a lot of people say I'm stupid But I know that being perfect is impossible for humans I'm too fake to be known as notorius I'm too real to be f**ing with the corporates Keeping track of paper like an organised historian I'm floating like a bumble bee and stinging like a scorpion It's glorious, time to get deeper than a scuba Do you know about the Rothschild fam do ya? Know that they control every country but cuba By buying out the banks in pursuit to get the mula Really want the money? You gotta put the work in Instead of acting like it's handed down to a person If you know that it's a fact then it's really reasurring Cause I noticed in my raps that my lyrics are maturing Now I'm searching, for a rapper who is too lame Writing stupid sh** on paper yet the lyrics too plain Stangle Young Thug in the Future with like 2 Chainz Pa** the kid the crown as if the f**er had a tooth pain