(Verse)
These rappers wanna be trappers, trappers wanna be rappers
These rappers singin', every singer's a wanna-be rapper
I play my role, only difference is I ain't playin' brothers
Heavily young, the rest are matin' on a paper go
Underdog from _____(?), just the way I like it
But poverty livin' got me thinkin' I need to make it
Stuck in a predicament, up to something brilliant
Spitting like ____(?) and you can hear it how I lay the flow
I ain't new to this, and I ain't want to brag
But this is rapping so I'll put your career in a body bag
Fuck poppin' tags or bottles, or buying the bags
I'm a walking contradiction as I'm yellin' from my BM 'fuck swag!'
Got my Prima jeans on, paradoxial, cuz you don't know what I've been on
What my eyes seen done is the reason I keep strong
Rollercoaster ride with a little slip in each song
I'm grindin' and keep on, frontin' fo' somethin' more exciting
Writing my future, puttin' my life in my writtin'
It's therapeutic, I'd probably do it if no-one could care it
I know it's selfish, so I thought I should probably share it
A fuck if you don't like it, you ain't gotta listen
Cuz I say what I say without no opposition
The only competition lives within me, call it ambition
Lets see afford the things I envision come to fruition

(Chorus)
Cuz I remember when I didn't have a lot
Take a look at me now, it's all a paradox
I probly look like I'm about to go and sign up
But I'm handling mine, keeping my mind strong
Brothers don't know what I'm on
Neva see me comin', I concede a python
Just before I'm bussin' and I'm gone, lad
I was neva here because I wasn't
Neva here because I wasn't

(Verse 2) 
Self-medicated, the weed got me levitating
And they say life's a bitch, so Pexy just penetratin'
And I'm fuckin' 'er raw, gettin' what I can before my spirit leaves my physical form
And I ain't around anymore
So if you listening to this and Pex has already left 
Then you can literally say I lyrically did it to death
From my humble beginning, I was plannin' for the longest time
Tryna get my money stackin' up to a million 
And I ain't neva chillin', these brothers livin' like they winnin'
Flashin' cash, but don't own the bloody home they live in
My circles form a circle around to the beginning
By the way the things are looking I can't see me ever quitting 
You brothers have been one miss, have been once depressed(?!)
But when it's obstacles in my way then I start sprintin'
Stickin' to my morals got me sittin' on my locals(?!)
Now I'm shining so bright on the mic, they start screening
Man's, no tomorrow, you do what you gotta and the money soon follow
Grindin' fo' tomorrow like today has been borrowed
This life can swallow you whole and then she'll spit you out with no sorrow
So I guess the moral of the story is 
'You gotta work hard to reach a metamorphosis and find out where yo aura is'
Mine's tellin' me I want some more of this shit
With that said, this is where the chorus is

(Chorus)