To people who doubted me
I don't want your respect
I feel like I'm next
life putting me through test
no bulletproof vest
taking shots like Hennessey to the chest
I'm really perplexed
I'm running the rhyme
I need no rest
A hundred bands feels better than ***
baby blowing my like she play clarinet
obsessed with these words
but haven't produced a check
The state of mind is understood even less