Anton

Not just a king, I am the GOAT,

From Rhymes, to beats, to flow,

All of my shit is a classic man,

All of your shit is just average man,

Psychopath, walking the path, planning his wrath,

Talk to himself and laugh,

He out here makin music as a way to forget his past,

you heard what im sayin,

I guess you could say that im blessed with a curse,

Lines flowing from mind that I write to keep myself out of a hearse,

They saying that I,

Never had no reasons for my demons,

Skeletons be in my closet I just ain't let no one see em,

From the surface I look fine but all my thoughts are fuckin evil,

Can't stay out my head though, gotta pretend to just be peaceful,

Prove to all the people that my dreams and aspirations

Ain't nothin to be played with, remember what my name is,

InTention,

chains, linked by the hands of my haters

loosin on they grip,

they actually tried to listen to my music,

liked it then they switched the team and fuckin flipped,

Ridin' off the back of my success, like they wrote this shit,

Listen very closely, every rhyme has a story,

It's a tale of the road to my glory,

I ain’t never met nobody on the same kinda lane,

That be writing everyday,

Just to make a couple songs and not get paid,

Album got delayed on some bum shit, but now we bustin,

Upgrade, Makin better music everyday, aye,

Only collab with certain kinda people,

Gotta keep away the snakes,

High stakes you gotta take to get to them Pearly Gates,

I ain’t talking about heaven though,

Talking about the fame, money, bitches, praise and awards, aye,

Keep the real once’s close,

we all be coming up just gonna wait for our time though,