comin out hard, lyrics flowing out my mouth you might think I'm a God rapping bout the times in my life, I never stopped to think for a minute, maybe I just need to have a drink, I'll admit it I'm at the top and you'll never take me down, cause I already got the crown, and your king is on the ground, now you're lookin like a clown cause there's no one else around and all your friends have been found what you trying to start? I don't wanna have to tell you but your rhymes aren't smart you be looking like a person with his life in parts or a kid with his finger up his ass, in the middle of a class, all the girls just sit and laugh at how useless all his friends just call him stupid while the teachers lookin clueless, I hope he feels foolish, end of the day he runs home and he snoozes because nobody wants to be down like Bruce is. and he's comin back ruthless, this his villain story only he sees what the truth is, he's writing down lyrics like he is one with the music, his bars got steady, his flow was ready, he's taking it to the top like he made it already and no ones gonna stop him cause his rhymes come heavy