My Only Wish Is I Die Real

I Can't Relate To These Haters, My Enemies Never Made It.

When I Leave I Always Come Right Back Here. The Young Spitter That Everybody In Rap Fear.

Cause I'm On Set, Make It Work, Break Even On 9 To 5's. Cigarettes And Lotto Tickets, Tryna Keep That Grind Alive

When It Comes To Knowing What To Say, To Charm, I Always Had It.

I Can't Even Find The Perfect Brush So I Can Paint What's Going Through My Mind. Racing 'gainst Myself But I'm A Couple Steps Behind.