When no beat on I'm nervous Felling like eyes staring All Voodoo but no cursing Wait What?? See Its hard to explain Daily in the zone To one day see the crowd With out a shame ...... Not knowing this can be hard Everyone can rap I'm not talking about difference That people starting it from the dirt Searching and picking every scratch .......... It gotta be the paper Bleeding in your eyes Cause your homie just made the shirt Going to his funnel Hearing people screaming Oh my god It still freaking hurt Remembering all them times You sat him down Played a track And Got to work