I want only just to make rhymes

Look, I want only just to make rhymes And sedate minds I work on music in the day time And when I'm home, sometimes I break night That's ok, right? I'm not afraid I have a great life But I want only just to make rhymes And sedate minds And make my way Through the state lines I know one day I will be paid fine And I'll change lives In many ways, just from great rhymes and I make bands in the oftentimes all my diamonds shine all of the baby rappers whine while I'm steady on my grind y'all act like broke and baby rappers combined