When I write, it's like I'm painting on a canvas
My mind lights up like I'm the Saints of Vegas
When I write, my sadness find they way out
Then I mic 'em out, broadcast 'em for clout
About seven years ago I found Eminem
Sow out the tears fo sho, never needed them
When I write, my grind ain't crazy just hazy
Lazily think on spitin' on my findings maybe
Out drinkin' Scorsese, my baby lookin' shady
Blunt metaphorically, Thebe taught me morbidly
When I write, it's like I'm huntin' for the slaughter
All the gifts I braught her, I ain't f*ckin' on yo daughter
Lyrical gifts to the gamers buntin' for base hits
Makeshift recordings like Dungeon basements
Rewarding whenever the day I get my first fan
Shock the world, plunge into the game, my plan
Damn