browntown

ok jamel said i had potential to be the next influential rap artist

so i picked up a pencil and made it happen

now my punch lines strong enough to dish body blows out with pacquiao

bitch i'm going harder than gary coleman in the drivers seat of a tundra

on pride rock attempting to back it out

hold up

give it a second

i reckon that we the best ain't a question

my adolescence was reckless so just to see nineteen was a fucking blessing

niggas talking about us

acknowledge the imperfections that critics tend to look over

but neither see the direction

i'm trying to test all the theories

write my name in the heavens

talk to god on my troubles but shit

what could i tell him

how could you be a star if you don't believe you can fly

tell me

how could you be a star if you don't believe you can fly

i'm charging gas fees if you tag along for the ride

because a dream remains neutral until you put it in drive

all these rappers is tired

deaf

backwards

and blind

to the fact that i'm back bitch

as if i ever retired

look i'm flying over obstacles with music that i'm bopping to

it's proof a nigga made it

i made impossible possible

possibly the most arrogant humble nigga you'll ever see

bet they remember me: i'm riding on my enemies

double shot: hennessy

bring out bad tendencies

i'm southside raised southside to the end of me

gone