I'm Coming Down

(Intro) Come On! Come on get down, Man! Hello, It's nice to meet you, Taylor I Understand that you have some incredible abilities and skills on how to rap Yeah, I Know this is real (Verse 1) Some smoke bongs settlin', settle for nothing lesser then Subtle verses and testaments, I'm actually (???) irrelevant But I'm so ahead of my time, killing and over my time Bitch, I be all on my grind, boy, I be out of my mind Thoughts I be losing and moving them out of my way No time for (?),i spot it up And I gotta go, you think you see me, and I think illusion, my music's the future (?) Collaborative passion and class, plus that shit crash That's just a fusion of product I'm using, abusing, it's verbal (?) Magazines saying that I'm going Mad, (?) Think I'm gon' crash, niggas say that I might not even last Damn right, I'm first bitch (?), rapping this verse till I miss on a hearse So worse in the words on the curb flippin' birds Cause bitch, I'm gon' make me a mill, dragging this shit to the capital hill So independent, you don't know my deal! Chance after Chance and they still talking lucky But fuck all these fuck hoes, can't take nothing from me. (?) bitch all my muhfuckin' money Sold out a show and I take all that money! This music I'm writing, I'm seeing, I'm breathing cause Chi-Town's my home and I can't never leave it Land of the folks and the folks with the semi's, body's drop (?) no pity, that 50 not 50's Get hit with that 30 thats working so dirty, got 2 moves in Ernie Up in the morning, I'm cornered with choppers You gon' need a doctor to visit Chicago, don't think for a second you live in Chicago No hitters and hit niggas, this is Chicago I'm saving Chicago, was made in Chicago, got paid in Chicago, was raised in Chicago, now saving Chicago They say I'm a martyr, but really I'm honored I'm saving Chicago, I'm Coming Down!