All the pain that I've been through yeah I used to drive thru I don't join no crew I go solo yeah I make music I go dumb I go numb all those fake friends that I've met recording during midnight don't follow trends being creative with my lyrics cause I gotta show and proove myself being true with lyrics yeah people tell you to get in society but that ain't who I am just going with my way ay I don't gamble fuck humble I don't mumble yeah I'd be rappin in dark room like what trapping like what yeah I'm west coast if you hate me then fuck off any coast I do better than you haters my drip gon be lookin good all day I got trauma it ain't drama feel like I'm Obama philosophical being logical change my mindset it's a sidestep haters trynna find a good groove but I just gotta proove you know how it's gon be yeah I used to throw frisbee people don't know artistic values of me I don't need no good grades just trynna be myself ay.