They better get off my level Otherwise I'mma hit in the face with a shovel Idk why I wanna come up with a dis Idk why I gotta handle my problems with my fist Go head and tell me why I'm a pasafist with a knife in my hand behind my back You can't see that shit and I'm bout to come in for the swing Put that shit on you like a notification ping Idk if you're feeling this Idk if you like the vibe But idc we do this shit all the time Tell me why it feels like a 24/7 high I'm gonna reach hella hights Tell me why they wanna take me off of the heist We gonna make it to fame Swear I'm sick of the shame I better get on top of my game I don't understand why I have to go through the files Like I'm trying to explain this shit to a 3rd grader But you still don't understand Tell me why you still wanna take the stand Arms weak, legs shivering, heart is silent and my mind is dwindling