Can I Kick It?

[Intro] Last year I was Dr-Drib- dribble down the court Dr-Drib- dribble down the court This year I'm kicking it I'ma kick it for like a motherfucking soccer ball [Verse 1] I'm crazy, I lost my mind I can't find it But that's OK, being normal is not a FUCKING option Cause if it was, then rap wouldn't be my main focus I'd have a '95, a wife that'll hate my closure I'd have a couple kids, a house to call my home But, something crazy happened, rap became my home, yup! Every since the ever diss became so relevant That I was meant to set mics on fire, I've been hesitant But that's over and I'm killing this, what the hell is it? If you have an issue about who I say I'm better than You can try to write a song, diss me if you ever can But the only thing you got on me is this Eminem, chka chka It's getting old, we don't share no pens So stop all these dumb accusations and comparisons We ain't nothing alike, we just white So what's the problem between us, that's causing all this fight [Hook] Can I kick it? (Yes, you can!)(x3) Now let me show the whole world that I ain't playing around (x2) [Verse 2] I need a U-Haul to carry this weight I'm buried in hate, inside of a very big crate Too scary to stay You better be very afraid I carry a cape, I'm superman, American made You a fairy with a glare in it's cape You compare yourself to the best when you barely get paid I bring urgent care when I rap, don't you get carried away So sit down, get a job, something your parents will say And when I eat MC's, that's really only an errand to me You ain't even half decent, boy girl, you're half retarded You're like a turtle next to me, I'm an Aston Martin These kids are hoping to cash out with the rap and all When they realize 20 years down the road, they haven't started A career, then its clear that you in fact, are garbage So, please sit down or walk right inside of coffin Let the pro's handle the hustle while you stand there stalking Hating on every move we make, hoping we don't reach stardom [Hook]