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