They don't know

They don't know how far I've come. Been in the same boat, I've lost hope. Came back from it, here we go. I've felt as though I needed a hero to come and save me, play me in the stereo. So I can show you my flows to enlighten you on the heights I grew. Like light do, I shine and the lines that might ensue afterwards. Stemming from the bastards that I kicked backwards would be right on you. I'm a lyrical assassin who spits with passion. I spent sometime healing in order to reach great heights above my ceiling. For all the time I spent concealing my thoughts I used that to grow stronger and get up out of my feelings and take the chances that I'm seizing. I'm not swimming in the ocean if I hadn't learned to float. I earned my gold, I'm burning hoes with this heat like coal. Am I now nervous? No. But I'm now certain though that these people can't keep up. I seen the way through. Like Cena, I'm murdering these thugs who can't see me or beat the intensity that this beat does. You best believe the competition compared to me are slugs. The media has you confused about me and such. Because I'm the only who can do what these sucky rappers wish they could. My music is all underground I'm undercover. But yet I still destroy all these motherfuckers. Lyrics smooth like butter but are tougher. I get on the track and just let loose. I'm the undisputed goat I'll bet you.