Started out at the bottom. I was dropping my first few
Verses in '08. Should I have pressed the undo
And decided to wait and try a couple more run-throughs?
Well now it's too late. So what has it all come to?
Well, listen, I'll tell you, it must have been fate
I pulled a figure eight, my plan's come to fruition
Didn't anticipate all the things that I would do
But my mission of late has been to come out of the blue
Fade into the black, cause you can't even face me
You can try to cut me out, but you'll never erase me
You can try to run away, but you can't handle the pace
I'll even be in your dreams, so you had better embrace me
My lines were once embarra**ing, no punches or flow
Now they hit like Muhammad, yo, look out below
Before I barrel you over my Niagara plateau
Keep your head up or drown, and watch out, here we go
You asking how did this happen- wait a minute, hold the phone-
You weren't born into rapping or the heir to the throne
Mephistopheles dropped and was met with a groan
But now I'm hipper than a couple of innominate bones
I made a deal with the devil and we danced do-se-do
I'm on a whole 'nother level with my alter ego
Stopped the self-deprecation I relied on before
To replace the self effacing with some braggadocio
I dropped out of school cause I ain't got sh** left to learn
Couldn't focus on cla**, so what's the point of returning
Concerta prescriptions and shrink-scribbled ritalin
Concerned that I'll still need a needle of adrenaline
Adderall up and you still can't hold my attention
It's my turn in the rap game, and you f**s ain't worth a mention
So here's my final argument: to f** with me is absurd
Now bring out the dancing lobsters, this court is adjourned