FiO continues questioning the listener but this time he’s a little cocky.

If you’re not even trying to hear what he’s saying then how can you call yourself a fan?

If the world decided not to listen, he says fuck it, he’ll find another outlet…heaven. Somewhere beautiful and filled with peace.

Like a lot of other spots in this song FiO refers back to those lines of questioning the listener directly.

He’s asking if the listener or anyone at all can hear his songs and the messages he’s trying to send because he’s pretty sure they don’t, and it’s disheartening.

FiO explains that through his own eyes he’s a hot rapper. His songs are on a professional level but understands that through the eyes of others he doesn’t hold a candle.

FiO yet again, stresses what the truth behind this song really is about.

He writes about what is real. He doesn’t rap about materialistic bullshit. These songs are for him and those who can relate.

Out of anger FiO references back to the second verse. He’s saying “don’t fucking judge me” because he’s just the product of what those who have judged him in the past made him.

The frame refers to his FiO Baby image and the emotional songs he raps about.

“The picture you captured” refers to those who judged and made fun of him and what they saw/maybe still see.

FiO begins the third verse a bit less calm than the other two but still action packed with emotion.

He explains that to succeed in this rap game or just generally in life you need to work hard to succeed.

FiO concludes the second verse by admitting that since the days of being made fun of for rapping he’s grown a little bit and matured as an artist.

Even though he may not best the best rapper he’s going to succeed more than any other.

He may not be a tough gangsta rapper but he is working the hardest.

He doesn’t rap to attack other rappers, he raps for all of those who don’t. Those who just enjoy good music.

FiO’s not done speaking directly to the listener. With these two lines he begins to calm down and and questions the listener again but this time he wants the listener to actually think. Why does he rap? Why does any rapper rap? Why do you want to rap? Why is Hip Hop such a powerful genre?

He then answers his own question by saying he raps for revenge (one of many reasons). It’s his way of saying Fuck You to those who said he couldn’t, made fun of him in the past, or gave up believing in him years ago.

FiO continues to scream at the listener but this time instead of asking questions, he’s giving answers. He’s trying to explain how much he’s done thus far and how much time he has committed to writing, recording, mixing, and self marketing. He knows that is all the listener see’s is the title of a random song by some unknown rapper but the truth is so much time and effort has gone into that random song by that unknown rapper…and his name is FiO Baby!

In these two lines FiO is screaming at the listener asking for help. When will he finally be noticed? When will people finally realize that he has talent? Where’s his compliments? Because if no one is hearing him, then maybe he is asking the wrong question. Maybe the right question is when is it time to just quit.