This life is bullshit all the pressure i put up with On the ledge and wondering where my shove is Knowing someday ill get my come upance thats as good as any reason ive come up with To not say fuck it, tempt fate and kick the bucket I wanna spit a rhyme so out there and rugged That you aint got a choice to hate it You gone fuckin love it And probably tell your friends that i aint shit when your in public Take that fire verse you bout to spit and watch me double it Take that beat you bout to waste a make it into something Slap the taste up out your mouth if you gone keep it running I’m front runnin but never get caught frontin Im fire hot, you stove top stuffin Im superbad, you aint even McLovin You Justin Timberlake wondering where the love went Im 100 percent and a few rungs above it Still on the ledge just wondering where my shove is