Refining the disguise that keeps this demon inside/
Devising new plans, keep that flow coming precise/
Revive the old game, never gonna resign/
Quiet white guy most of the time, but the beat ignites/
The flame to raze this disguise, uncovers the eyes/
That see through the bullshit, what you describe/
As the good life, I don't want it, not inclined/
To spit about money, cars, or even the grime/
I just wanna shout out how I'm feeling inside/
So goodbye to those rappers that are spitting for dimes/
Let me show you the life of a man trapped inside/
A jail in his own mind, to frightened to design/
A way out, why do you get to define/
The way we gotta live, can't wait till you retire/
Quit filling these kids' heads with a life that denies ya/
I defy you, dislike you, and try to deny you/
That life you entice kids to, divides dudes/
Just trying to make ends meet, what I go through/
Everyday on the regular, man I despise you/
Just walk a mile in the shoes of those without food/
Then we'll see how quickly that your money defines you/
No one would like you, like we back in high school/
Speaking to the fake dudes, and all the people that write you/
All your lyrics, talk about new shit let it entice you/

Tired of the bullshit I'm just writing these rhymes to/
Tired of hearing about swag that'll blind you/
Bind you up, and send you into a world that won't find you/
Then I'll finally have the ending that I strive to/
Tired of the bullshit I'm just writing these rhymes to/
Tired of hearing about swag that'll blind you/
Bind you up, and send you into a world that won't find you/
Then I'll have the ending that I strive to/

Now you've got all the masses believing/
With a nice ride and money that starts the redeeming/
Misleading folks with how you present on the TV/
So why the fuck can they talk shit and I'm still receiving/
25 downloads on some real shit, it's intriguing/
No matter how long I write, how many releases/
I still get topped by a beat and a hook, utterly defeated/
So let the children forget the old rap, defeated/
How it used to be a way for people to decrease they/
Worries and stress, stop feeling depleted/
Gotta hand it to you though, your goals keep increasing/
So the underground gotta stay under, receded/
Back together in our minds, hardly redeeming/
Because how are we supposed to get plays, when misleading/
Rappers talk about money and the plays they're receiving/
Hell my Youtube's only got 200 views, elitists/
Got their Vevo hits on over 5 mil, I'm extremist/
But I'll keep increasing my fan base and repeat - seasons/
Done with receding into my mind, repeat what preceded/
My time, Done with being mistreated/
Tired of stars deceiving everyone from little Steven/
To the parents of the kids, worried they can't see them/
So I'm to help you all get to relieving/
Those fears and those worries, I'm the one to believe in/

Tired of the bullshit I'm just writing these rhymes to/
Tired of hearing about swag that'll blind you/
Bind you up, and send you into a world that won't find you/
Then I'll finally have the ending that I strive to/
Tired of the bullshit I'm just writing these rhymes to/
Tired of hearing about swag that'll blind you/
Bind you up, and send you into a world that won't find you/
Then I'll have the ending that I strive to/