Picked the longest beat you had cause I want to be spittin forever
I spit on the ledger, spittin like I fuckin bit into pepper
But I never spit shit sick unless the sick shit that I’m spittin is clever, ya dig?

You want a penny for my thoughts fuck it here’s a quarter
You either enemy or supporter.
Either you fucking with me or I ain’t got time for ya
Not tryna fill your head full of lore. Ya see

I just want to be spittin the truth
Take that what I’ve learned and I give it to youth
Then I take that what I’ve earned then I get in the booth
Then I make that track burn then I give it to you

But I struggle being an artist,
I struggle being a father,
I struggle everyday and the struggle’s seeming harder
One step up two steps back and forth nearer, then farther
Can’t even recall the fuckin face of my father

But I’ll be damned if I let that happen to my girls
Got two beautiful kids and they’re my world
Don’t understand how some people can be so hateful
Got my little ones in this life so you know that I’m “Greatful”
And you ain’t gotta prop me, just stay outta my way when the cage is unlocked, C
I ain’t got that rock, but you can catch me at the Roxy
Every time I talk on this mic, it’s like lyrical boxing, Pacquiao

I snatched the crown, everybody wanna to snap me now
They run up on me while I’m on the mic, and I slap em down
They think they tight, I’m fuckin laughing now.
“What’s this kid so brash about?”
I’m an All-star, keep talking imma smash your mouth
I’m passed the doubt, I ain’t ever gassin out
Got a new whip but I ain’t ever crashing now
Hit the jackpot but I ain’t casino’ out

Some days I rap sad some days I rap happy
Some days I rap like the hand of a god slapped me
Sometimes it feels like the times are comin at me,
But what else can I do? The times are gettin nasty

Sometimes I think about the people in my past that lied
Sometimes I think about the people in my past that died
Sometimes I stay awake at night, hatin life, pain by, but you know that I keep that shit Classified