Verse 1:

Staring at the ceiling fan tryna catch that feeling, Outkasted rapping past 30 is unappealing, everybody reaching for levels that's Billboard, you know made it when it's something they'll kill for, famous, same ol G but nah but life changes, unfamiliar these brights lights they yield strangers, penning autographs Mannequin in mind aimless, time flys, the routine's to flee Satan, any day now I tell myself, gold Gramaphone polished on my momma shelf, tuxedos front row nominated the wealth got gold diggers in 4s, I'm addicted to quartets, know it's coming soon seeing days like this, prayers rugs in my living room, I am not convinced, I won't see the beast, belly of it capeesh that's scheming on my soul with hollow tips for teeth, word to Fiasco recycle the lines, change lives, for the people that Basquiat flow, just know life bigger than yourself, heavy is the crown rocking it, do it to death, what....

Chorus: DJ RTST (cuts)...

Verse 2:

All prayers everything tryna live righteous like poor Teachers leave a legacy like of a TIP & a Phife it's a blessing how when changing lives, find a quest, find a tribe, find the meaning that lies within your soul, the reason why those Marilyn Monroes front row at the shows with sexual healing goals, a king always seen before he know he a king, the reason why he can't find demons in life's seams not a thought like jeans the enemies skin deep, you gotta elevate before you covered in deceit, the evils want it all no way they dying discrete, bad rap gotta give em like I'm skipping off beat who you be, what you represent represent like Illlmatic, authentic vibes is the key, perpetrators, violators, getting caught up in cross-faders, scratched out cause they don't flow Avis, they don't go, no drive to bring changes, build legends like Tongues Natives reverse what I stated, Native Tounge’s riddled me that, tryna be what they said I couldn't be get back, whoa....

Chorus & Outro....