too reach my goals I invest deep. monday through sunday no sleep, one eye open cause enemies creep ,money on my mind all the time and the price of living ain't cheap guess that's why I get no sleep .You ain't on my level don't speak u ain't on my level x2 should I take off like nasa aim at these rappers that's mad soft , rob um for thier pride with the fucking mask off, should I kill this beat , and lay it to rest , should really show these mother fuckers who's the best, should confuse the souls of the mislead .should I embarss ya favorite rapper and come at his head. This is greatness at it best ,beat on my chest like king Kong, too many young souls dying the truth knocking at ya door ding dong , all this discussion about who's the goat , but niggas ridding a wave on a sinking boat . seem like every little nigga a trap rapper now, rapping about shit they don't really do , showing off money on the gram , then getting shot up by a nigga that thought was ya man. too many niggas around you . stay humble and watch the company you keep cause ain't no coming back once you 6feet deep. too reach my goals I invest deep. monday through Sunday no sleep, one eye open cause enemies creep ,money on my mind all the time and the price of living ain't cheap guess that's why I get no sleep. You ain't on my level don't speak you ain't on my level x2 some ya be teeking , making non sense when ya speaking must be something in what u drinking , or something in what u smoking .Tired of all the provoking and poking! but why should i give a fuck about these trolls with no goals. if you hate me then hate me ,cause I check my bag and have zero fucks lately . Time wasted time u can't get back, so how much wasted on me, I spit these facts and 3d that shit for ya to see. mothers fuckers don't understand there's a difference between a rapper and a true mc , so if u can't spit a decent bar don't fucking compare yourself to me! . I'm a fucking lyrical beast that can't be tamed coming to eat every mother fucker who mentions my name most of u niggas got ghost writers what a shame . A bunch of air head mother fuckers with nothing in thier brain . what happen to hip-hop I can't explain too reach my goals I invest deep. monday through Sunday no sleep, one eye open cause enemies creep ,money on my mind all the time and the price of living ain't cheap guess that's why I get no sleep. You ain't on my level don't speak you ain't on my level x2