this song is how I feel about how life changed my favorite parts of life?¿??? Written By: gyp l can't bite and knaw I don't got a grill, I do look like jaws mighta bit the man of steel, And I'd be a murderous son of a bitch if looks could kill, But I swear to God ima purty up as soon as I hit my Trill, Ima moonwalk through this struggle like MJ in Thriller, I got this flow/ these bars and this delivery because Ima builder, I been taken my time with ole Webster, I'm studying his mind a lil better and then I'm speaking to mine and I be lift'n em forever, The bars, the meaning & the listeners, I gots all the ignorant sumbitches tapping out like I'm the Realist, Trap'n all the fakes into submission, cause I'm a finisher, I'm raining like acid and got all these 10 strip pretenders trip'n, Daily dropping witty linguistics like an ancient alien wit Egyptian Hieroglyphics, Teaching to the ignorant like I'm the educational exhibitionist, Fuk Uncle Sam, the Trump's, the Clinton's,, mother fuk a bunch of fake politicians, I'm here standing tall as the voice of The People Edition, This ain't a damn audition/ it ain't no simple petition, it's me shaking my fist in resistance, I refuse to continue sit'n/ submit'n and giving attention, To the weak ass leaders keeping contention, "The Underground" down like the poor man's convention, This ain't no assassination I'm just killing the distance between us with my verbal ballistics, Reveal'n the true DNA of all the band wagoners/ the sneaks/ the snakes and chameleons, true colors changing from 1 to a million. Fuk em all I don't even care about making millions, I just wanna inspire the world of billions, So y'all bitches just forget about Gypsy/ I ain't even worth the fuk'n mentions, But ima keep writing and dropping videos/ I'm on a relentless mission, Cause I understand that not only is freedom of speech a right/ it's a privilege, So why not make it count and speak with a vicious intention, The Real music is down underground (if the paying is only in attention) so stop prevent'n us or give me a good damn reason for even resent'n ya...