I heard it all before
Yeah, it's nothing new
How you critique with no substance
Shoot me down but reload with nothing
Reach for dreams but seems you never touched it
Bitch I know the truth, and so do you
You lack the skill and the stamina
Get too close and I'm programmed to damage ya
People see me quick to grab the camera

You wish you were me
You live like slaves
Just know that I am king

You wish you were me
I stand up here
As I look down 'pon they

I'm sick of hearing that you want me to be
2007 crying over some bitch
Hoe, please
I appreciate the love and respect, but just know that I've changed
It's been a decade, get a fucking grip