[Intro]
All the things you try to tell me
Don't really make no sense at all
When you say you'll always love me
But I don't feel it when you won't even call

[Verse]
Haha, yeah
It ain't a game boy, no matter what button you pushin'
Remember the Cross is left in the frame, boy
I listen to rap, but I ain't hearin' half of the crap
In fact, I'm jumpin' my death to the lane, boy
Things just ain't the same, boy
The feelin' I'm gettin' again, is that the pain or the gain, boy?
I get the feelin' they get in to make a dollar
But color winnin', but women incentive to get a tame, boy
And you can take it to the bank with that
'Cause a dollar makin' 'em change, ain't no sense in that
They can't rap, and you don't wanna make 'em mad
Where the fame and fat acts, how they make you wack
And they made you that, the money can make you act
Like a hairline, the King comin' to take you back
You done made us mad, talkin' about you're made to rap
'Cause them angels wanna level with the fame and fad
Stop it, I'm comin' lyrically violent
I'm comin' like a kamikaze truck doing tricks in the cockpit
The homie rock with, doesn't rock with
Man you ain't trippin', I push the limit like a midget in the moshpit
Now how hot can a spot get?
If he caught up on the mic, I might burn 'em, 'cause they knock this
Cocky like I got this
But really God got a burner with a lock, homie, Loch Ness
I'm ripped like a tornado shiftin'
I be lifting up busses and trucks when I twist
Whoever thought makin' this track must love an assassination, 'cause we murder to live
Ha, I cut when I'm stuck in the parking lot
While I'm stuck in the skinnies, I'm tight with it
I'ma snap bringin' it back to the game with the rebels
I kill a rocket, think you jeans in a tight-fitted
I don't get that they don't get it
These other brothers tryna rap, but they shoes ain't the right fittin'
Today's music I'm not feelin'
We gettin' numb to the ones who are wrong instead of right with it
I phone home to the universe
To get in closer to the Son and the written verse
I wanna talk about somethin' more than a part of a woman
And how they can find the wrong from a human curse
I'm livin' in this box, lappin' a circle 'round opponents
I'm like a helicopter movin' when I come down
Stickin' 'em up, makin' 'em silly, but they hella persistent
We like a ref with a whistle whenever touch down
I'm like, is it worth it if I put the work in
And if I never get to flirt with the outcome
When life is givin' me lemons, well, I'ma take it and peel it
And squirt a little bit and hit 'em 'til the shout comes
Steppin' a game up, and I ain't even givin' the names of lanes
Tryna cover slain, I'ma hang up
You can talk about the vain, the fame, and the insane
But nobody can tell me say that it's safe, so
It's all love in beginning until the hate comes
I'm standin' out like a handout, but shake none
Hit 'em with it, assumin' it's the hottest tune when you make one
Bringin' the heat if I said I'm coming to blaze one
I ain't down for the sentiment, if I'm talented
You can think what you want like it's relevant but it ain't true
How you gonna try to limit the one who put us in this
And walk with the canon, accomplice, you can't do it
I wish a liar would try to tell me to stay true
A false prophet to cause a fall and a break through
I'm in the game for lames, dang, it ain't true
It's funny how the sick will help the sick too
And they tell me that Canon can kill the cats
But though lyrically, he could step a dog if he really tried
Now I'm at it, I'm adamant and enamored
To hammer them with an immaculate pattern, a boy they can't defy
So and then actually you ain't catching the cap of the cannon
I'm coming passionate, bet I'm crackin' a case for the
Sick rap, I cut the commas and dash out
Because I'ma do what I wanna, plunder and no laughin'