This is like where I left where off
Yo I’m back now, you can play the background
Can you see the vision of the map now
Oh you want the image of a mad clown
Going crazy in these sane days
Only getting money take the pain away
Homies acting phony almost everyday
I can see the light and it’s to stay

Verse 2

I’m on my rich shit/ I do this everyday
Stay a big dog/ dude is a heavy weight
You can contemplate killing if you want to
I have a feeling that I’m feeling like I’ll haunt you
Any obstacle I walk through or been through
Have to let it out in the instrumental
Sometimes I get too sentimental
When they don’t wanna hear it
Yet they packing out the venue
I got a menu of deliciousness
My aura has an ego full of viciousness
I’m so mean on the mic
Write like a lefty without foresight
Don’t blame me cause I’m so forthright
And can do a couple albums within a fortnight
Hoping that the outcome is something that you like
So I jot for my life, with a black mans plight

Verse 3

It’s so interesting that some like me
To get the whole world to follow is not likely
Must’ve caught that bottle that captured lightening
I can’t be so shallow when I’m writing
Which makes me much less exciting
Can’t do house music, I’m a homebody
Thought I was special, but I’m a nobody
Just a notepad, try to catch a hottie
So sad if you thought that was me
Better ask somebody to remind me
You know on stage is where you find me
Seeking autographs but can’t sign me
Cash another c-note stacking it with Eloh
No Ice, my aura’s too hot to ever freeze yo
America-- ehh overseas though I’m heating
Lotta French women wonder when I’m beating