[verse 1] Yo listen It's no longer personal If every other person know But until the curtain close Imma give it my all And hope the audience hear and feel all the sh** in my songs Strictly from the mic that sits in my palm Connected to my wrist and my arms I'm all just a gift from my mom And even when i know what's right i still stick with wrong Imma a born sinner but as i matured it seems my horns thinner And to tell you the truth I ain't really got a plan so my grandma introduce Me too them folks wearing matching suits and boots That wave their hands and salute and trying recruit They ain't what i'm tryna do So this rap sh**, i have to make it Otherwise its back to filling out fastfood applications And hope for a interview A n***a hungry i just hope dinner soon [hook] Man a n***a gotta eat Got damn i'm so hungry I'm out here tryna make it But i'm so tired of waiting 2x [verse 2] I feel like andre the giant I got the heart of a lion I'm tryna spark like a diamond And start shining on these haters But my eyes is blind to find the paper Like a pissed off waiter That can't seem to find a tip on the table I'm tryna make it if i'm able And if not then it's back to not having cable sh** what do you do when you fiening for a meal Dreaming for a deal Ain't a damn thing in the fridge So i'm at another n***a crib Seeing what he got to eat And i ain't talking bout food if you follow me This all i know so this rap sh** gotta work And god i think i deserve it all for what it's worth