[Verse 1: Cavin]
I've been working on this sh** since I was 14
Motherf**er you know I been working on this project since my birth and now I'm 16
I know that I run the game
You call me the rap games main
I've written so much that I think that I am insane
The corruption of the fame can make you lame
You might as well forget your f**ing lane
My lyrics are elevated
All I know is that I'm hated
I'm getting cake like a happy belated
b**h I made it
When the world hears my story you know they gonna love it
No one can top it because there are few that will go above it
All I see is fake rap being endorsed
They don't give a f** about music anymore
I might just ask for a divorce, but now I shall resurrect hip hop for sure now, and show no mercy of f**ing course
[Verse 2: Cavin]
I have given my life to music
That's one of the combinations I use to fuse with it
This project is like the art of story telling
f** all you half-a**ing rappers I'm rebelling
I don't give a f** on who you telling
I'm on that raw sh**
All of you on that naw sh**
I'm beginning to think that I have no more friends
Cause when the money comes all of them are going to be there then
I feel like the world hates real
I just want to make you feel
I'm still waiting on a f**ing deal
f** the system, f** their rhymes, b**h it's my time
I can't wait till I say I made it
Right now I'm giving you basic sh**
I'mma leave the room lit
Get the world hit after hit, but still talk about real sh**
I don't give a f** if I die
Cause this life has been told and it has already been lived
I'm working on this music so much I don't know what else to give
What more can I f**ing give?
What more can I really give to you?
[Verse 3: Cavin]
People walk around like they are god's gift to earth
I'm the next greatest of all time
I told you already this has been in the making since my motherf**ing birth
All of you love the f**ing rhyme, but right now listen to the grind
The music is what keeps you alive
The music runs our lives
f** the radio
That sh** has really got to go
I'm just a little mixed boy with an ill a** flow
Some of you already know
This game will be the d**h of me
It has already taken over the rest of me
I'm gonna die some day and all of you will still try and get my music for free
Rest in peace to the deceased
This is for you this has been your house all of us has been on lease
I want to buy the sh** from all of you
I just got to make good music then they will be telling me rest in peace
Right now all I have to do is cherish every single one of you
I'm saying bye right now
Tell them fake rappers to rest in peace
Cause in the end all of them won't reach legendary status capisce?