(Verse 1)
I turned the radio off ’09.
getting pretty sick of money, hoes, clothes, and gang signs.
and the way that my life was set up,
I didn’t have time,
for superficial
rap super heroes
with whack rhymes.
I wanted my own shine;
with any means to get it.
And if I had no money, 
I’d fuckin steal it
and I couldn’t wait for any motha fucka
tell me different,
this rap shit is a gift
you fuckin cherish it.
And lord knows
that everyone else is tryna get it,
dumb motha fucka get play
with shit lyrics.
But the beat go hard doe
shut it up
you dumb truck,
The reason the game is fucked up.
and everybody’s all concerned and up in a fit,
bout shit
that don’t mean shit!
Who gives a fuck 
what gender Bruce is?
And I'm tryna get this real to start.
Only way to start a fire with a spark!

(Break)

(Verse 2)
and with that said,
I started my own shit.
Cuz the wrong shit
had a good publicist,
instead of getting pissed,
i fixed it.
and reminded OG’s 
that young niggas can kill it,
authentic,
and give this old game a face lift.
but face it,
we don’t need a replacements faces
Mike Myers or Jason
we just need a direction. 
nigga to stand to stand for somethin’
fall for nothin
games fucked,
give it some substance.
All you do is drink 
and blow tree
talk about you having bitches on both knee.
How you be in the street
hold heat
wit no sleep,
is that how its supposed to be?
I don’t know whats going on these
motha fuckin, hip hop wanna be's
bitchin’ ‘bout 13 for an LP,
but got all the new J’s in the first week
$200 a piece.
And niggas eatin’ booty like groceries,
Wearing long dress
and nose rings,
not Pac.
When this shit gone stop?
Can’t call cops
cuz we gone all get got.
On a lower level
tryna make it to the top,
Drake started from the middle
we comin’ from a rock.
And i can’t really tell you whats in store
but be sure
I know that we need something more

(Break Down)

I know that we need something more x4

(Chorus)
I can’t tell you where I’m going,
i can tell you where I’ve been.
tryna more the world,
with a beat and a pen.
people going off,
while I’m going in,
stop fighting our selves, 
its use verse them.
Standing in the back, 
tryna take it all in
living on 2 different sides of sin
tryna move the world
with a beat and a pen
stop fighting our selves 
its use verse them