Verse 1
Come down to my level
The flows hot
They're redder than the devil
Bet your flows not made on your own
I wasn't born to belong
f** yours, I went and plowed my own plot
Sampled my own sh**
Layered my own drums
Cooked up my own food
Gohead and get you some
Them plates are on the top shelf
How much you want? sh**, call me if you want help
We got dealt a whole set of cards that we never wanted
Are your about learning lesson or you chasing problems?
Looking in the mirror or do you blame the world?
Hide insecurities
You prollly hit your girl
Prolly say some racist sh** when you're all alone
Feeling all alone
Hate yourself
Hate your own
Hate your house
Hate your home
Prolly hate the world
'Man they ain't ready for all this'
Verse 2
Lets be honest
This world ain't perfect
The cops is lawless
They nip and tuck what it takes to be flawless
They speak on god but every evening they're godless
f** your feelings regardless
This how I see it
Its funny how Gods is always followed by Demons
The real is always followed by scheming
Sunshine comes and Winter closes the seasons
Dark turns to light, it's all metaphor
I see the stage not knowing what I'm ready for
Ill prepared, little scared but I'm stepping in
A little patience turns to Payton, b**h you're throwing bricks
Throwing rights, throwing lefts, y'all know how it is
Some fight for life
Believe I'm gonna fight for this
Roll a blunt, Where my lighter is?
Im where the dreamers and the fighters live
And y'all can come on down