[Verse 1]
Lack of respect is what these folks lacking today
And I'm just racking up respect and then I pack it away
This jazz got my head bobbin in a minimum phase
Back and then forth, just like a emcee on the stage
My lyrical wordplay, make these niggas wanna hate
And the ladies say hey, make em wanna fornicate
I'm guessing it's safe to say that I'm paving the way
For most these young cats rapping around my age
And I'm only nineteen, so I have a long way
Working all day, I ain't tryna live with no pay
Especially in today's economy, mann I ought to be
Rapping with no deficits, good economically

[Hook: Repeating last bars from verse 1]

[Verse 2]
Good living, good health, man I can't help
If you steady hating on me cause I got this wealth
These niggas lowkey espionage, using their stealth
Cause I'm the champion defending my championship belt
I'm back and back, using my brain, deadly attack
And I'm a threat to this nation, cause I'm educated and black
Most people wanna hate cause they know I can rap
And put that with success, yo I know they'd hate to see that
I walk alone in my zone, but I'm walking at home
And writing superstitious poems, and then I turn em to songs
There ain't a clone, That can clone the things I can do on my own
I'm here to persevere myself and leave a mark on this throne
So make a way for the great, cause I'm taking this day
And claim it as my own, knocking all these dudes to the pave
A new flow for the rave, raise your hands and then wave
Up and down, side to side, with no rules to abide
now that jive

[Hook: Repeating last bars from verse 2]

[Closing verse]
From Cincinnati to Atlanta, yo I'm making it
been doing this all on my own, ain't no faking it
Got me mistaken, this music, yo I live it
Since thirteen, that's a lot of lyrics that I've written
these rap niggas kidding, fake lyrics that they spittin
Always steady bragging bout a life that they aint living
mann, It's just messed up....swear
I'm out..