Them rappers owning the show, only made it cos they sold all there souls and I know that they know that I been taking it slowly keeping it low key But there laughing and joking and saying nobody knows me but I'm holding my own, I show boat while I'm controlling the flow bro I hope that you know if your blowing your smoke I'll get into the zone man ill (break voice) take you toe to toe and over throw the throne Act abit pissed 1 I'm waking up on a mission 2 I wake and bake to a rhythm listen and make what I've written 3 fit in the tape with precision<--- change word could say that I'm driven I meditate to my vision I see me making a million So I attack a rap track with my boy he is risen 1 these rappers common like pigeons 2 they pour there heart out on a tracks and then conplaing none listend 3 Cant blow the roof off the ceiling just by talking bout your feelings 4 They wanna hear bout killings women and drug dealings 1 that's the problem these rappers sort of retarded 2 cos when you focus on the negative you never see past it 3 I'm tryna paint the bigger picture cos im kind of an artist 4 and I've been working my hardest I've been aiming at targets I started restarting and pulling apart all my art I started needing back the spark that I had at the start I started sitting in my park with some weed in the dark and started asking if I think my arts really hitting the mark I found my dignity and climbed up on my chimney Held my arms out and shouted who the fuck had it in for me Cos I'm doing this differently, stick my dick in the industry And start climbing To the Top, unTil im fucking it missionary