im running out with the kollege kids celebrating my accomplishments recieving all these acknowledgements meanwhile half you cant abolish shit Ill polish up the rap kit snap my neck a little bit still stuck in the in the middle with malcolm ready to throw a fit take a shit on the babysitter with her wrists slit, quick take a pic of the fire I spit, the short fuse is lit I refuse to quit, gonna infuse the wit with an ak 47, f9 revolver clip rewind to the part where I exit then immediately turnaround to reenter the rap olympics still pissed with a fist in the air to all these critics middle finger waving right there exhibit, my white ass dont care so come here n get it, hook: Ive seen some fucked up things, accomplished a lot, went from kush coughin in parking lots, and sleeping on jail cots, to be like me independent not a robot, im hearing the gunshot, still a relevant OG chillin in the dopest spots, thought the hope was lost so whats the cost of being real, the music lets my soul heal, vibrations from the mic are all I can feel uh... Complicated extra addicted to being lacerated by anger im in danger cuz of the cliffhanger, might leave with a banger please dont make me bleed out like a lonesome stranger instead make my heart whole some break apart the scar tissue while my lips linger some, gonna sip bacardi with rum is that an issue, im still young so i wanna feel numb, so depressed only been five seconds, I still miss the sound of the snare drum, bare naked ladies in a hotel room with no sun, living like im on the run with some models, weight of the world feeling hollow, is it the pride that I swallow or a hand grenade either way im blowing up with a glass bottle dont follow or wallow in self pity I rep the city come n git me if you dare do you think I care fight you with my knuckles bare spittin in the thinnest air rippin up the guinness fare world record champion come take a seat in my chair you wont last ten seconds without a solid pair