Me

Verse 17,440 spitters 3,000 corny and 5,000 are bitter 2,400 love weed, pussy or liquor In the game just so they can get fame and money quicker 4,000 imitate Weezy, Drizzy or Jigga 150 try to work out like Fifty to get bigger 990 using beats from the 90’s hoping Ninth wonder finds em or signs em and pulls the trigger 1,600 emcees are saying nigger Even though they’re Caucasian It’s crazy But here’s the kicker There’s 99 dudes that’s nice, the only hiccup Is their music really deals with real life so you don’t pick ‘em And there’s 200 women with not so pretty figures So you see they video and you dis em And it figures, bout half of these dudes want major deals to get richer When they see the freshman cover they mad as hell at the picture 17,439 rappers tell you that they’re hotter, iller and sicker Than anybody alive, and it might be a lie But they beg for you to follow them on twitter And then there’s me… Music’s keeping me from death When everyone is just all right I’m what’s left Used to blame everyone else but I accept My path, my choices, my steps, I’m blessed Can I get an Amen? Looking in the mirror like Sha say when The future’s getting nearer matter fact it’s right here So I gotta stop playing tomorrow became today Are you hearing the shit I’m saying? Good…God!