I've been coming up last, in the past, man I'm finished, yea I'm blast, trying to grasp, floating in the outer limits, all this flash, they distractions, now I gots to grab the spinach, fuck this trash, live this love that I'm given, every minute. goddamn. 2020 how you living? goddamn. heard you been gunning for your man, goddamn. tired of waiting in the stands, catching pop flys like these hands, getting sick of it, whats the significance? who's the ubiquitous fucker that's trying to get rich with it. hitting the switch, with a flick of the wrist, my mic's off, lights up and nobody listening. nobody giving a shit, and the toilet bowl glistening, kettle to pot that I'm pissin in, settle the plot that keeps thickening. watching the fruit on the stalk going to rot before picking it. preach, I know its dollars you seek, I know the future looks bleak, nowadays caution & common sense ain't coming cheap, thats not a contest of speech,now its astonishment and honest its weak, save all your comments and compliments please, you'll find most often its bleat, yall should back off of the breech, a dozen yall rappers aint nothing to me, id love to kick up both my feet, but this aint no day at the beach, we all want the commas thats drama to me, I'm been out on the edge of this ledge and I'm ready to leap. except ember