I'm to hot to lit to fire
People wanna be me an everyday rhymer
Maybe I should fuck around a try to write a bible
So these people understand my level's really higher
Other rappers all on repeat
Either trap is bad or you coming from the streets
And I'm just wondering if rappers want to speak
About anything other than their Vanity
I swear I'm a different type of breed
But like the other rappers I live to speak
Everything on my mind that is stressing me
Don't care bout the fame or my destiny
Just want to make art before I rest in peace
But this shit is really mother fucking vexing me
How everyone's became so fucking sweet
Like niggas ain't allowed to really fucking speak
What ever happened to our fucking freedom of speech
Or how about the love for diversity
The world's so fucked that its hurting me
And it's real fucked up in the land of the free
We got brutality and corrupt police
And blood killing blood in poverty
Drug addicted children on Nicotine
Fiends on every corner with a fucking zombie lean
And global warming bouta fucking raise the heat
All apocalyptic signs can be fucking seen
I really wonder if I can ever see my dreams
But this shit really putting doubts in me