they steady doubting me but i’m destined for the stars every time im lurking reminiscing bout them bars so i tried a different way but now all this stress is caused so i started rapping fuck it its better than sitting back behind them walls shit i’m tryna count up racks not be dealing with feds so i started thinking bout those rhymes up in my head got tired of all those lonely nights and crying in my bed fuck a pandemic ill social distance til I’m dead cause all these fucking demons got me steady seeing red my own brothers snitched play it cool but they’ll be dead prolly go to prison but fuck it thats what they get how you say you my brother than you go out and snitch i ain’t like em yea I’m far from the rest and I’m just starting up my engine you can say this a test but soon ill be so great they’ll tat my name on they chest i go round for round I’m like mike Tyson don’t get stretched