Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel
His depression never ceases but he keeps hiding it well
Better or worse, the center of attention
Let's pretend he never wanted to jump out of his skin,
This excrement means excellent rap, i make a lesser adapt
His impact is fast, he's known to attack, has never lacked
Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives
With power puffed in his lyrics, never hurled to earn gimmicks?
It's about a little peasant who was just looking for glory
On the freeway to africa 'til i wreck my audi
And ur never on his level
Yes bitch, that's a presidential
Niggas want the fame i want the glory
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
Real slow yea i'll make you feel special
And ur never on his level
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