Rip Jesse Jackson

I like doing things my way, It’s hard to compromise, I tell them boys ketchup, Like French fries, Feel like Mr. West I gotta big ego, Cuz I make it look easy Free throw, I’m like hold up Let me humble myself, When I was a beginner, I wanted some help, Ok first of all You got to be yourself, Let the game choose you Play the hand you're dealt, Be confident not arrogant, That’s important, Mean what you say And your verses will be scorching, Last but not least You got to get your swag on, You’re unique it’s ok if you say the words wrong, It’s no proper way to speak It’s no English class, Make sure you clear enough And your message get passed, If you got all that Then you don’t need my help, Just hop on the beat And whip it like a belt. Steppin' in the game, I’m the one they can’t ignore, Iron air, bad vibes, like I'm ready for war, Money stackin' high, yeah, I’m chasin' the score, Savage with the flow, like I’m knockin' down doors. Whippin' in the whip, feel the power in the ride, Got my crew beside me, yeah, we ready for the slide, Enemies lurkin', but they know they can’t hide, I’m the king of the jungle, got the pride on my side. Countin' all my blessings while I flex on the haters, Vision so clear, man, I’m movin' like the skaters, Every move I make, man, it’s sharp like a razor, Life’s a game of chess, and I’m playin' with the majors. From the block to the top, it’s a climb that I own, With the heart of a lion, never standin' alone, Got the ice in my veins, and my mind’s like a throne, Iron air, bad like Mike, I’m in a league of my own.