Stain In The Game

[Intro: Logic & C Dot Castro] Flyer, than the rest of 'em I'm higher, than the rest of 'em My first name is Sir, so I'm sire, to the rest of 'em Nothing but the freshest writtens in my compositions Psychological protégé, what more to say, nothing [Verse 1] See? I'm a stain in the game, tryna scrub me out, I'm still in I started at the bottom and now I'm spreading to the ceiling Is you feeling this lyricism, I'm dealing, like rummy You know? My flow smoother, than gin, on its way to your tummy Nah, see? I think we should come in like this You know what I mean? With that ill beat, sort of give it a different type of vibe Uh, yeah, we finna get it like this, uh See? I'm a stain in the game, tryna scrub me out, I'm still in I started at the bottom and now I'm spreading to the ceiling Is you feeling this lyrcism, I'm dealing, like rummy You know? My flow smoother, than gin, on its way to your tummy Yeah, I'll stop your heart like a pulmonary edema I'm so hungry I need FEMA, and I used to be a dreamer 'Til I came into fruition, now, all of y'all better listen And understand it's my mission, that no matter where I walk It's my purpose to glisten Cause you rappers can't see me Like you bought the wrong prescription, but I spit that Lasik So close, that I can taste it, while you go back to the basis Cause you don't know where you headed, as soon as I shred it You dread it like Wayne's skull I'm one of the best, to ever do it, that ain't done it yet And yes, that might sound cocky But I'm just gunning for your respect, that's how you do it