[Verse 1: Ransom] The vivid tales of a visionary headed for a cemetery With grand delusional visions of being legendary 34 years, all I did was pour beers Scream about warfare and now I'm in the crosshairs I'm kinda lost here The more fame the more b**hes the more fear I'm talking like you all care Let's make this all clear, it ain't all musical I'm talking bout my future, you telling me what I used to do There's no gimmicks to him, shine or glisten to him You gotta be in some sort of pain just to listen to him They say the game done chewed him and spit him out But here's a couple things that you n***as ain't figured out You know a n***a better than Ran, then you pick him out Cause it had taken a couple of n***as to get him out And yeah I know there's some people that's still in doubt They want to hear his songs and listen then feel'em out But how many n***as is better, what's the amount Cause you know I got that work when these n***a is in the drought I keep getting this feeling that I'll be in power soon A rose in the concrete is just how this flower blooms Visions of a black ghost playing the loudest tune But instead I stand alone in the midst of a crowded room They say you're blessed to be living that so to speak I don't agree I think that that's just a give in that's only me I'm so discreet when it comes to my movements I know the streets Now, if you wake up with no money then why would you go to sleep? I keep doing the same old sh** with the same results Too used to conversations with n***as who ain't adults I cut off all them n***as who front like they came to help They ain't themselves so I stay on point like I'm Raymond Felton Go ahead and ask me, how does it feel to see all my peers surpa** me But can never outcla** me Don't get it misconstrued, there is no hate involved Everybody's balling out but who's the one to take the charge Before Nicki was wearing those crazy wigs I was doing verses for her just hoping she'd made it big Told the n***a French that I got'em whenever needed Sent a couple freestyles to Clue when he got deleted I guess he looks at me as the reason he got mistreated But I am not a DJ my n***a best to believe it Got a verse from Wayne before he was sounding off Did a song with Ross before he was crowned the boss They say I'm not New York I just live in the town across I make'em all convert like a m**m who found a cross That's my story and yeah I'm sticking to it I never thought that I'd end up being the victim to it I just wanted people to listen to it I just wanted people to listen to it