all these girls telling me i was sexy
i just wanna have some fun
blood runs red when i drink black whiskey
it's clear i'm still here not a weary survivor
walk through the jungle. talk like i rumble
now that i got the ball again
you can hear my words clear
i stomp and the concrete crumbles
buggin' out at night at about 4:50. wanna go to sleep
but my brain won't let me. it's stressing
literally my literature obliterates and everything i spit is
hot as shit. it can incinerate. get dramatic
memories are haunting me. i spit sporadic sentences
significant in quantities. it's comical. i'm so astronomical
this rocket should have blasted off a long time ago
i'm just trying to get as big as tech n9ne and hopsin
so every night i pray to god let that be my option"