I'll never bow down to the masses
I only press forward from my past shit
I'm praising the lord for my blessings
And give it all back to my fam it's
Something you can only imagine
If you come into my lane imma savage
Always been considered a menace
Prolly kuz I'm kind of aggressive
"Man he always fill the room up with tension"
Well I guess I'm always expected
To have every-bodies attention
Boy you know that I'm someone to mention, quit tryin to hop in my session
Nah I really don't recommend it
Only real talk in my message
That's when they start gettin offended
I'm terrorizing shit now watch me put my lyrics on display
Miss the mumble rap stay true to lyricism mane
How could I adapt when I got so much on my brain
I mess around create a track then I be goin super saiyan
We be celebrating the fact that we still out the grave
But I can not relax society is too enslaved
There ain't a message in the press just marionettists pulling strings
And I admit I must confess about the dirt that's underneath
My skin, My Kin, Addicted to sin
There ain't a thing I wouldn't do for all the shit they been in
They got it twisted again
Be gettin lit wit the fam
Drinking water out the faucet kuz we bought to much Gin
And by the morning only motive is get back on my job
So when I wake up pour some coffee and continue to rock
Yeah I continue to rock
Kuz when im woken solely focused time to climb to the top
Now Im hypnotized by all the marijuana smoke in my face
Don't give my time to all the media kuz it's a disgrace
Feel paralyzed by all the heathens tryna spread out they hate
I ain't surprised that I been feelin givin up on my faith
A panorama couldn't see my life the way that I do
And to be fair you'd prolly have to spend a year in my shoes
The more I fail the more I realize that I ain't gonna lose
Idc about opinion I pay attention to truth
I see my homies in the kitchen
Cookin and flipping
They missin the vision I be delivering
Why they caught up in dealin I'm gone
Boi I'm feeling a million dolo
And the music never leave me alone
I'm prescribed to greatness
And I'm heavily focused to make it
Persistently battling Satan
And I'm presently purposed no faking
Even though my whole life been a nuisance
I ain't have no choice but to go through it
So I'm picking up my phone to write music
And I grab another mic just to lose it
Passing by time on a MIDI board
Window shopping in music stores
Making sure what I'm droppin is gon be poppin and original
I can't stand these simply typical, rappin individuals
Leaning to the left until completely pop cultural
I came straight out grave
Turned my stress into TaylorJay
Makin music my therapy
If it wasn't for rap I'd be insane
Now kuz of rap I can't be tamed
Move the same way if they in my lane
Straight to the top I ain't showing up late
Boi I ain't got nothin left to say