I'm the man that work with progress
Nowadays rappers ain't got context
But you know that's business right
That's why we got so much office, congress
Back to the market, make more projects
With less topic, just for a little bit of change in their pockets
Making me cry like I'm peeling a garlic, I'm so solid, please don't tell me stop it
Too sick that I just might, just might vomit
Drunken in love with the game otherwise you could say I'm an alcoholic
Funny how people thought I was balling
I was broke in the street just starving
All I did was write all day and night
I was trying to get a show like Martin
Just kept going no stopping
Open every door that I seen that was knocking
This a program everybody want to login
But you got to get a ring just for the calling
Seem so far away
So so so far away
Seems so far away
But another step closer
You're taking me closer
Doctor please, hip hop is bleeding
It's saturated with Drakes and Weezys
Need a hundred ccs of creativity
And breathe back the genuinity
Into a dying genre
I'm a Saviour with one mantra
No regrets, no look backs
No front and no drama
They be like, no don't do it, Osama don't do it
There's no future in this homie, don't be so stupid
But I was like screw it, this is what I love
Enough to balance two things and pursue it
Rhyme like Charles Manson on some crazy sh**
Dope enough to make believers out of atheists
Full of myself, flow ill and it makes me sick
In a pool full of sharks, I come in like Moby Dick