[Verse]
If I should die, keep my eyes open
I wanna see what people be saying
All I did was introduce myself, now these niggas complaining like
They trying to say I act funny like Damon Wayans
But without the wife and kids, just look at the life I live
I was broke, toast toting and hopeless
Pounding the pavement
Hating work, prayed in church, spraying verses would make me famous
Aiming high
Why, soon as I came in the game I changed it
I be saying shit in ways that nobody ever would say it
So they hate
Said it feels like imprisonment when I spill and spit my visions
Over instruments, children want me to chill
But I just can't
Every minute I feel adrenaline building
Niggas looking at each other like "Fuck it, we gotta kill him"
Wait
Just cause I'm calm doesn't mean I'm passive or timid
You about to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga I hit 'em up
Please don't let that college shit get your noggin split
Hollow tips can pop you, my shots like pitches from [?]
I'm just like premature labor, it's hard to stop the kid
Hit up my foes and switch up my clothes on some Mr. Rogers shit
Lord forgive me, my flow is outta control
I ain't stopping, got the ghost of Chris Wallace inside my soul
Don't
Fuck with it, my diction switches decisions
You was thinking you'se the illest until you sit there and listen
And then
You start
You start catching every word
And start thinking, "This nigga's like the best I ever heard."
But you don't wanna say it, it's forsaken like Satan throwing temptations
So you hate
When you hear it you racing to change the station
But that nation is impatient and waiting for something greater
Since the greatest left, I take it where nobody else could take it
Wait for it, it's amazing, it's grace
It'll change your state if you sleeping
This shit'll wake you
You down? It'll lift your face up
You frowning? I get you straight up
You doubted? I give you faith
If you drowning? I make you safe like you found a father like Ma$e
Oh...God
Don't make me send you a body and fill 'em up with Little Things
But not like India.Arie, I'm scared
Not of y'all but of my erratic behavior
Y'all are rapping just to rap but this music acts as my savior
I'm...
So much more than you see with your optics
It's like the more you take heat, the more I keep dropping
Look...
I'm not normal, believe I'm a prophet
Pssst...
I'm not mortal, my breathing ain't stopping
So look...
Fucking with me, you must be on E
It's like playing a game of Horse and you on 'E'
It's over

Stimuli nigga. Brooklyn