Dead Presidents Two Since dead presidents one, I've grown up some Might upset some that I wasn't down in the slums Dog, I'm sorry but your wishes didn't come to fruition They were stuck in a traffic jam while I pursued with persistence Now for the loyal fans who been with me since I was a beginner And carried on through the false summers in the winters Please, let me send ya, back to that video So you can see I didn't let you down, but continued Late nights could either be great nights Or days where I'm tossing under covers cus my brain likes To conjure up ideas for verse, plus they're perfect But, I'm just tryin to sleep tonight And when I'm shoveling snow, trust I'm doubling flows Using troubling quotes as ways to evoke me to hold my pen And change the whole landscape of the pad To dirty walkways after a snowstorm has pa**ed I hope the listener, uses insight when adventuring inta My mind, a born again sinner Whose, tryna deliver, a special message For those who inquire and consider Written, with a bic pen I ain't big now, I wasn't big then, but My hearts getting larger by the minute I hope that you can tell by the time that I put in this Chorus Since dead presidents one, I've grown up some Might upset some that my vision wasn't prolonged, longer Tell the truth, these other dudes don't really want me startin Not drake, but I'm goin places uncharted, let me ponder Started with no experience, now I be flyin leer jets Or at least I should be from this truth serum that seeps from this pen To your deepest emotions, cure from the acid like tums Trust that, just cus I don't have a deal don't mean ill hold my tong When I rhyme, I try to get holes in one Tiger woods opposite, you have a problem getting a hole in one I think I can win, so I guess I can hold the sun I think I can use my privilege for good, some holdin guns Prisoners of war, I'm a prisoner of beats Get trapped in this, it has to happen its, not a fling Ain't a onetime thing, I'm holding onto longevities rope Hoping for heavenly hope, but I need some heavenly snow Cus I'm getting overheated thinking about what I be preachin Past the Washington monument are my goals, I'm far reachin I guarantee I have that heart felt sh** From when my felt tip felt it, it is these pages We all stand together, soon to be explained We're gonna flip hip hops script like the x games X ray my mind, x ray my flow, x ray my lines And they'll beckon you to press play and rewind