Crash landed on my plante You wanna tell me everything am not I don't care what you think I'll fly the plane off I'm not licensed but i'ma gamble with everything I got Surrounded by walls ,with a pen and a pad What am I writing for? I ain't cut up for rap shit words from people telling me I should quit ,jokes on you homie In fact am just warming up Look how's my fan base growing up Rose from the bottom to the top Giving it my all still I ain't done enough Show me love Recording a track ,this is a week flow Okay lemme change the tempo Maybe you might like it ,if I go slow Living In a fast lane ,is no show no go Moving like is my last race Gimme bunch of rappers i'll battle 'em all Failure isn't an option i've been working more lately Moving towards the crown daily Weight on my shoulders is heavy