[Scratch Hook]:
"Uh, uh, uh...uh" - Common
"Yes!"

[Focus...]:
Feels like
Turnip greens and chitlins
Cornbread, mac and cheese and fried chicken
Food for the soul getting cooked in the kitchen
Do it for the consumer that really want to listen
No time for sleep, both eyes twitching
Everybody's fed up, too tired, Michelin
Rappers got cool hooks, weak lines, fishing
Most rap artists lack vision
Only see as far as tomorrow
While they looking for a shot I can borrow
They rappers still want to end up at prison
It's no lie, no chauffeur, they not driven
No not a go getter, but somehow the gifts given
I do it my way instead of trying to switch with them
Or be like 'em, so I'm knowing I don't fit in
I don't follow
If you're going to ride with me get in
What I'm doing is important like civil rights sit ins
I don't freestyle, but DAMN I'm nice written
Expand your mind, you'll be like, "Damn this guy's spitting" like uh

[Scratch Hook]:
"Uh, uh, uh...uh" - Common
"YES!"

[Verse Two] [Focus...]:
Seems like
I'm always getting looked over
Cold shoulder, but I've been with it...polar
Me and the industry was like lovers, put nothing above her
But we're growing apart as I get older
Now I've found a nitch, sink my teeth in...molar
I'm meeting and I'm seen with the big stars...solar
I came a long way, taught a couple cats and now it's like I'm Force to be reckoned with...Yoda
I got to shake it up a little bit
I kept it bottled up but now it's time to blow like cola
Knew I had it in me since my moms pushed my stroller
Saving money tring to pick up a mini controller
A sample or something
Sample the jams, started rambling something
Ran with it, moved across the land with it
Then I met my mellow my man with it
And created a master plan with it
Sometimes I hate it, but at the moment I'm glad I am in it
It's cool to be something other than just a fan in it like uh, uh, uh uh

[Scratch Hook]:
"Uh, uh, uh...uh" - Common
"YES!"

[Verse Three] [Phonte]:
If you can "huh" you can hear
To forgive, divine, if you can "uh" you can err
Cause to err is human, but to her it's booming
Raps Knight in shining drama, you can call me "sir"
Or if you really in your feelings you can call me "worse"
Louie bag (WHAT!) soft nigga, that's a purse
You're floundering, in need of counselling, then you can call me first
Just dress up and pay me dawg, think of it as church
Then buy my audio book, think of it as merch
Let 'Tay play Jay and while the beat is banging
Just give a Silent Bob, think of it as Clerks
I really hate to be so terse but
There ain't too many this brave who can ride that wave
You a slave to my rhythm, surfs up
Call a hearse up
We boding it and blazing a trail
"No!" (-Jay-Z)
Freelance, pays me well
I love laptop goons, y'all be thugging it in HTML
But if you think you messing with this, you crazy as hell
Like uh

[Scratch Hook]:
"Uh, uh, uh...uh" - Common
"YES!"