i'm on that big league chew while ya'll just barely jaw wanna beef? (ha!) i'd make stew, but you look too weaksauce for even broth leave 'em speedin' off, steamin' like a hot potato; practice! practice! practice! is how you spit my way though... yeah, i'll divulge my secrets, got a nice lead thanks to the head start and between me and you and everybody else in the universe? you obviously lack the heart it'd take to match my pace, let alone start catchin' up, kid so i'd say stayin' outta my lane is what you lames should be trying to fuck with... i'm hyperbolic. i get hyphy, i'm hype when i grab a mic and wish i was more brolic: (though i doubt it'd keep them hos callin') i'm known for awkward sweet nothings, lewd pictures texts, and an unabashed hip-hop honesty that's fairly prone to move necks... e so fuck them "who's next?" funky bumpkin's here for frosty Grain Belts with women even colder than the beer b-b-b-bolder by the minute; uh-uh older by the year but the chip on my shoulder? it ain't goin' nowhere... (yeah!)

if you would please... excuse my motherfuckin' manners? i'll just ride another dope-ass track with an eccentric dialect and vulgar grammar so prepare your oohs and ahs, though comin' from you? i may lose it brah, and laugh in your stupid-ass face, i remember when lance was younger? all you had was hate and guess what? i still got the angst installed while all ya'll nut-huggin' fakes rode from fad to fad while i stayed true and did my own damn thing so now that my phone's gonna ring off the hook, you think you gonna catch me shook? let me know how that works out bro; i'm busy stealin' queens and pawnin' rooks. ain't playin' chess, but they sayin' "yes" while i testin' all the lames who check to see if their name's on my tongue, but ain't really where i'm from, more like a maniac some TALK TALK TALK, but when i want somethin? i'm done rappin' ain't shit gonna come out my mouth 'bout it, it's just gonna happen so yes, remember it forever, the look in my eyes if you try to wedge yourself between me and my dreams, they reside in the sky which is to say? aimin' high; i'ma name my ride after my dame at the time i was inspired to go get it and leave my hang-ups behind (yeaaaaah)

all i see is emcees with heads empty, evidently, 'cuz they continue to tempt me gonna get a motherfucker flowin' then probably resent the immense set of skills i'm showin' the way it's goin? just be glad all i'm throwin' is this vernacular up against your domes 'cause twenty-four-seven i'm revin' my engine and hopin' ya'll lame ass cats wanna go iggy pop has a lust for life, you have a lust for vice, i have a lust for bustin' these nice flows over beats that'll carry them generously, and in all probability entice with showcased ability? what amounts to my fill of these phillies openin' mouths; and if it ain't so? i'll grab a kangol and cane, let a dame know she done fucked up now jimmy hart was the mouth of the south, i'm the norse of the north who's prepared to air out these dorks who endorse lame shit ad nauseum, got 'em scared for their safety, pow! and OH! you think you gonna race me now? well keep pace, you lil' wannabe basic clowns show face but ain't really comin' at it like this, so keep your distance, i'm in it for makin' pounds and dubloons; i'ma soon come through goin' "ZOOM ZOOM!" but not a mazda call me nelson muntz 'cuz i'm hellspawn munchin' your hopes and goin' "ha-ha!" the floor is now hot lava, so i implore you: only flow proper and you can try to do what i do how i do it, but they'll all call you an imposter it's all 701 on the roster, while your crew looks copypasta and it's true: our granite chins stand the winds, yours looks much softer so get it hype if it's like that: mean-mugs ain't really mean shit to either side one more inch and my bark turns bite, then your lil' buddies go run and hide number one when i slide into buns like a hot dog: wooh! more funds when i pop off true; stunt frugal, the dude with an eye for cruisin' through to somethin' just brutal, from lyrics to kicks to fits of oodles of attitude about you wannabe badder dudes whose actions are so futile...

this is for the times in life when you can't see the light this is for the moments when you're close to givin' up and meanin' it this time the lost souls just hopin' to wander home and the broken spirits who'll never hear it, only feel it in their bones for the lonely lovers, the never-kissed, never-hugged ones the always-stay-belowers, the never-been-abovers the misguided human beings who think they can't affect change the outcasts, the bastards, anybody feelin' hunger pangs there's been some times in my life when i'm like "journal entry: can't take this anymore, it hurts too much, feel too empty. i wish that i was handsome, i wish that i was smart. i wish i had some answers when i got lost in the dark. some money i get to keep would be nice, but prices keep rising so every day it feels slightly harder to stay surviving and hey journal, don't get me started on this broken heart tried mending it so many times it's more stitchwork than body part." then i breathe deep, think of all the beautiful places i've seen, beautiful faces i've seen, beautiful memories that i keep of the apexes i've reached, the cool people i've met who've helped me, the people i've helped and felt rad, and all the awesome friends i've had and have around me the handful of nights when life actually went pretty nice the feeling of an adoring woman in your arms, or laying by your side the joy of summer sun and the flavor of a cold one cracked open with some close friends 'round a bonfire at four in the mornin the smell of spring rain, the sound of your favorite song playin' those sunrises and sunsets when mother nature's palette is amazin' your best friend's ringtone, knowin' a lover's gaze and i mean honestly, there's like a million other ways to stay strong and remember that it's possible to hang on; can't become who you're supposed to be overnight, and yes, it might be hard not to stray sometimes, but if you slip up? you can find your way again: listen to your heart, even a broken one can take you where you're meant...