I’m told I need to get serious like radio satellites That the fun and the games that I play won’t quell my appetite I used to dumb it out, now I pen it and I babble bright Get myself a zone in the end like I’m a Magnemite Life is but a game where we all try to succeed Beat the level, save Peach, be a rebel, smoke weed Well, they can tend to their goals, I’mma a just throw threes Hearing swish like the wind but there is no breeze No cheese but I’m hungry cause I gotta be No beat so I cop it like Monopoly Just below the win like they’re connecting four on top of me Thought this was a front until I backed it up like sodomy Now they hear me spit accurate like a game of Quarters And I’m stacking up my tracks like an episode of Hoarders They talked shit but now they eat those words like bad skateboarders He bails, she fails, Deej will prevail Game on like I made it to the boss stage I’ll stay gone, going comatose the soft way Whether ball buttons or a mic That’s right, rage on like the fight’s tonight Game on cause I aim to play Dreams fade away, you better stay awake Game on like it’s Super Bowl Sunday Eyes on the prize, direct drive like a one-way I’ve been known to space out like my name was Ray-Man But ahead of the game like I’m playing golf with cavemen I can spot the difference between us without my Ray-Bans You’re the type to go and stop, I’m the type to stay ham Catan; I’m a misunderstood settler Spitting fluid and I’m fly so I guess I’m like Pelliper My music is the shit, so I guess it’s like I’m selling turds So ill your girl might need Doc Mario to get some meds for her Living like it’s Scene It focussed only on the best parts Shots are unbelievable like I took down the Death Star My rap is like Ninja Turtle namesakes, it’s the best art Got game: up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, then start Popping up in conversation like I dress sharp Best marks, but I’m real unlike your friend Ken’s arms I set bars then I strive to fly right over them Running out of options cause my choices now are float or swim Game on like I made it to the boss stage I’ll stay gone, going comatose the soft way Whether ball buttons or a mic That’s right, rage on like the fight’s tonight Game on cause I aim to play Dreams fade away, you better stay awake Game on like it’s Super Bowl Sunday Eyes on the prize, direct drive like a one-way {Greasy Gus} Press start, ready to save the princess Always fighting, try to find a weakness They make it so hard, try and beat this But I’ve been cruising through these bitches like it’s recess Cause they never find the Heart Pieces Gotta play to win cause there’s no reset Just twos bros trying to heat this Up through a motherfucking set of speakers Game on like I made it to the boss stage I’ll stay gone, going comatose the soft way Whether ball buttons or a mic That’s right, rage on like the fight’s tonight Game on cause I aim to play Dreams fade away, you better stay awake Game on like it’s Super Bowl Sunday Eyes on the prize, direct drive like a one-way

I’ve never had a job interview and didn’t get it I’ve never learned a new word and then never said I may have got my ass kicked for the past ten years But I never stepped into a fight without proper assessment I’m obsessed with the melody Hear a dope track and hook it with a pedigree of raps that are beyond the average Spitting so savage it should be a felony Telling me that you don’t believe that I can do it When the fact is you are just a mad bitchy truant Shirking major responsibility, that’s called foolish While the drive and fire in my eyes keep me moving I’m human, well, what are you? Cold and robotic like your heart is R2 You can keep on chewing me out like cougar teeth But I’m gum, I’ll stick and I’m not sugar-free All you haters are is shit to me My friends call me Kid Victory And I write ‘till I get these hits to beats You think you’re better than me? That kid’s history It’s a mystery to these twisted dweebs How I’ve been like a numb vagina never finishing Every day I live life like a vivid dream I’ll be vintage me, Kid Victory Kid Victory, finally a fitting moniker I’ve got winning streaks and I’m a constant chronicler All you haters are is shit to me My friends call me Kid Victory You think you’re better than me? That kid’s history Rapping right, got a burning hot habit like I did when we won LU’s got talent See me rap as if I was back on the track running fast like a relapse to 4th grade, not a ballad Got a callous on my tongue the way I won’t shut up Yet they still call me fucking fancy like my cock’s done up 23, no kids, like I barely gave a fuck But I’m bright like when a night evolves into sun up I stood by my friends even when they got caught car hopping downtown I’m writing music when alone and talking out loud Rapper limited while I’ve chopping down bounds with new sounds dropping out this dude’s mouth almost every day Fresh like I sleep in a Ziplock I got promoted by Virgin Mobile in six months I don’t think I’ve ever really failed a test And my pet cat, Zelda, thinks I’m the best All you haters are is shit to me My friends call me Kid Victory And I write ‘till I get these hits to beats You think you’re better than me? That kid’s history It’s a mystery to these twisted dweebs How I’ve been like a numb vagina never finishing Every day I live life like a vivid dream I’ll be vintage me, Kid Victory Kid Victory, finally a fitting moniker I’ve got winning streaks and I’m a constant chronicler All you haters are is shit to me My friends call me Kid Victory You think you’re better than me? That kid’s history We’ve all had our moments feeling under the weather Whether or not we believe it these times are for the better ‘Cause I wouldn’t be strong if I never was weak Those times made me Kid Victory But don’t worry, Kid Vict had losses too I could’ve been anything, I had lots to choose But I stuck to my guns and adhered to my dreams Those times made me Kid Victory Every failure to which I’ve ever succumb Every time I needed stitches ‘cause I got fucked up Every time that life seemed sick to me Those times made me Kid Victory Rapping right, got a burning hot habit like I did when we won LU’s got talent See me rap as if I was back on the track running fast like a relapse to 4th grade, not a ballad I stood by my friends even when they got caught car hopping downtown I’m writing music when alone and talking out loud Rapper limited while I’ve chopping down bounds with new sounds All you haters are is shit to me My friends call me Kid Victory And I write ‘till I get these hits to beats You think you’re better than me? That kid’s history It’s a mystery to these twisted dweebs How I’ve been like a numb vagina never finishing Every day I live life like a vivid dream I’ll be vintage me, Kid Victory Kid Victory, finally a fitting moniker I’ve got winning streaks and I’m a constant chronicler All you haters are is shit to me My friends call me Kid Victory You think you’re better than me? That kid’s history

See, I’ve been at this for a decade; Making smashes like it’s Melee But the Shores barely have more substance than a feeling So porous, I abhor like I’m following through To the middle of the noise like I’ve been hollowing tunes But the anger makes me empty like I’m hollowing moods And my throat’s been kind of lumpy like I’m swallowing truths Got bars in the track like I’m calling the booth But they say I’m writing queer like my pen’s falling for dudes They’re fucking hollering “Who did it? Where’d this cracker come from?” Like someone ate up all the Ritz except for some crumbs I’m dropping bosses like I’ve conquered every dungeon Got a humdrum life but living right with my thumbs up Like what they’re giving me Obscenities were racing through their minds but they’re grinning frequently when they are listening to me rapping on a winning beat while they’re been spending all of their time serendipitously sinning sweet Killing beats like I’m Jason Vorhees French Canadian like Cajuns down in New Orleans I’ll be repping for my people like the Maple leaf Keep on spitting syllables cause my peeps implore me Welcome back to my livelihood Killing tracks, spilling facts, yeah, this might be good Cause I’ve been writing all my raps for those with silliest interests Welcome back to the simile syndicate Well, like I said, I’ve got bars but they don’t close at 2 o’clock Take the beat in ‘till I’m black and blue as two Baracks Keeping quiet like I’m running out of dudes to mock While I fabricate like sweat shops these tunes to drop On point like Babe Ruth’s bat I make new raps by metrics fuck tons and state true facts Like a reporter not distorting the holy and gory and story as sorry as it may make him that a Lexus struck nuns When my hectic luck runs light and simple as a drizzle I’m back to single-digit funds Means of transportation, none Producing blazes like a solar flare extending from the sun But I’m still the one they talk about when they are making fun Breaking ones, there’s gotta be a better way to make some sense ‘Cause we deteriorate the facts till they’re looking like some specs Hotter than a sauna but I shiver like I can’t take a breath The show’s atrocious like they’re faking a death I suck at making a guess, the way I always bet wrong They must be taking a rest, the way I’m still slept on Like I’m breaking incest, I will slay motherfuckers But I’m barely talked about like the Kid’s other suppers Welcome back to my livelihood Killing tracks, spilling facts, yeah, this might be good ‘Cause the likelihood of me flopping now Is about the same as me dropping out I’m still copping sounds to get the rap shit going You guys are min, I’ve got the max shit flowing Cause I’ve been writing all my raps for those with silliest interests Welcome back to the simile syndicate Like a Jalapeño fan, I’m saying fuck mild I’ll be going buck wild, rolling like a truck’s mile Working off my nuts while earning fewer bucks I’ll spend it making music while you call my lyrics junk style My writing helps me keep peaceful like it’s monk style meditation Hesitation was a strong suit of mine, I called it patience Now I’m rolling like a stone and I’m starving like I’m stoned But still as awkward a fun guy as biking Toads My home’s wet and cold like a lycan’s nose But I try to keep it classy like high end clothes Welcome back to my livelihood Killing tracks, spilling facts, yeah, this might be good ‘Cause the likelihood of me flopping now Is about the same as me dropping out I’m still copping sounds to get the rap shit going You guys are min, I’ve got the max shit flowing Cause I’ve been writing all my raps for those with silliest interests Welcome back to the simile syndicate

Tell them everything you wanted to do in life You want to take the plunge but can’t stand breaking your fluid stride You want to live your passion but it didn’t feel do or die Now you’re getting older and your chances are zooming by You decide that your dreams will wait for you like a suit and tie New attire hanging in your closet like he was when he was scared to tell his parents that he really liked guys Another night high always tends to fly by You’re friends are getting distant due to 5 by 9s You try lying to yourself: “I’ll get by fine” Wanted to paint since 5 “I’ll get to it next time” “I’ll wait for the best sign” Little do you know, the check’s signed done deal Situation’s getting sticky like how dry cum feels For me, it was learning to unearth the worth of the words that my tongue wields Now I’m loving how the sun feels Unshield your eyes Set your fucking inhibitions aside You’ve been steady tripping if you thought that you could fly Sitting on your computer waiting for Fallout 5 You can do anything but you won’t like that When life pulls me in I just flow right back It’s cliche but you can do anything you set your mind to All you gotta do is take the time to You want to quit smoking? Put the cigarette out You want some real friends? Stop chilling with silhouette crowds You want to translate feelings into lyrics? Grab a pen, don’t fear it, and then strike it from the spirit There’s no clearance of the fog from your brain, it’s insane Gotta eat, gotta slave, you haven’t slept in days You need to fly through the drive-thru Coffee by your side you feel like you could do all the things that you’d love to try to But it’s all talk You had a plan but it got called off Couldn’t keep it together like balled socks If you’re relating to the images I’m spitting so vivid Then maybe you should make the call like you just picked up some digits And cease to fidget with the thought like an insipid decision while you’ve been telling everybody it’s your reason for living Instead of acting like a quitter who’s winning you might as well be fucking honest Work to split the division Unshield your eyes Set your fucking inhibitions aside You’ve been steady tripping if you thought that you could fly Sitting on your computer waiting for Fallout 5 You can do anything but you won’t like that When life pulls me in I just flow right back It’s cliche but you can do anything you set your mind to All you gotta do is take the time to Don’t get dishevelled by these shelters of pebbles Develop settlements of rubble into thoughts with potential Essential health care professional or priest in a confessional Or a vessel with a pencil and a sick instrumental You’ve gotta stand your ground like you’re beating an addiction Gotta live out loud, defeating inhibitions Gotta break free from the everyday mundane Escape from the cage in your brain someday Unshield your eyes Set your fucking inhibitions aside You’ve been steady tripping if you thought that you could fly Sitting on your computer waiting for Fallout 5 You can do anything but you won’t like that When life pulls me in I just flow right back It’s cliche but you can do anything you set your mind to All you gotta do is take the time to

See, I’ve been thinking ‘bout this a lot Since before I had to choose between mix and shots But now it’s bugging me; You fuck with me? Cause when I asked you what you like about her all you said was “That chick was hot” So you picked a spot for your heart and your penis based solely on a dunk impression and an appearance? I’m thinking maybe you should think it through until it’s completed The train of thought speeding down the tracks with no seconds for the scenic It’s impeded me from getting lots of head But I’d rather meet a nice girl with one on her shoulders I don’t want to share my every waking breath with a woman that is dead to me like her heart beats slower ‘Till my motor starts to smoulder as my passion grows colder While you’re getting older; Didn’t you know her tits would begin to sag lower? Now you show her disdain and you cease to treat her properly Cause you thought she was so hot she’d be the aging anomaly I don’t want it The loose lips that 100 plus men applauded For being easy to uncover with the bills in their pockets With just a little bit of beer and some chronic she’s on it Condom recommended but she doesn’t require it She’s probably clean like the gums of a pirate I’d rather meet a girl with a mind that’s inspiring Than to meet another 10 with the heart of a tyrant I’m looking for a girl with her tooth chipped rather than some loose lips A bit imperfect but she can appreciate the music as an art form and won’t abuse it As a subliminal message to be promiscuous Offended? Well if the shoe fits, wear it If a year becomes a foot you’ll have a two inch marriage Ready to spread them because you fear embarrassment Tell me how you feel after this clear disparagement Now, when it comes to love, I must be a heretic I won’t convert my opinions like my pal, Jared, did I’ll hold onto my beliefs forever like a marriage is Or how it was prior to emotional terrorists I can’t bear this shit; Where did values go? Back when a lady was a lady and a ho was a ho Back were boys were born as perverts and the men would grow into something better We’ve been worsening though I don’t want it The loose lips that 100 plus men applauded For being easy to uncover with the bills in their pockets With just a little bit of beer and some chronic she’s on it Condom recommended but she doesn’t require it She’s probably clean like the gums of a pirate I’d rather meet a girl with a mind that’s inspiring Than to meet another 10 with the heart of a tyrant I don’t want to preach even though that’s what I’m doing Just a fluent motherfucker with a microphone I’m just finna share my feelings on the current proceedings of boys and girls playing each other like a xylophone And I’ll be spitting my opinions ‘till it’s time to go Decency’s in declination, I won’t ride the slope I’ll stay at the summit like I’m too high to smoke Seeking a female variation like an isotope I don’t want it The loose lips that 100 plus men applauded For being easy to uncover with the bills in their pockets With just a little bit of beer and some chronic she’s on it Condom recommended but she doesn’t require it She’s probably clean like the gums of a pirate I’d rather meet a girl with a mind that’s inspiring Than to meet another 10 with the heart of a tyrant Do you feel me?

I'm a mastermind Watch me pass the time Sipping on a fluid ounce of Grey Goose vodka mixed in all together with a glass of wine What am I? Undefined They've been trying to find a label to describe me but they got discouraged when none applied I'm that rap enthusiast But with a history of being studious I still cut class but I passed with ninety even though they'd always find me where the music is I was a clueless kid I was luminous but when it came to women I just couldn't get the shoes to fit Numerous rejections got my heart like Pewter gym Rock solid, feigning jubilance In this pool of fish I was a small one, big pond I never fathomed I could prosper and live long I never thought that I could write and sing songs Spit hot like my name was Spizzy or Big Sean I'd think thoughts that were detrimental to my confidence Like hip-hop isn't for the Caucasian columnists I used to wonder why anybody would follow this Now I know it's cause I've got more impact than the competish I've blacked out under pressure like a drunken fish Gotten weird looks like I was spotted hugging kids Gotten disapproval like I promised everybody chocolate but was cheap so when I copped it they called it fucking shit But I didn't let that define me I'm fighting an uphill battle but still I'm always climbing Find me never slipping, always rising Cause I'll never let the past ignite me I am who I am cause of past mistakes But I'll be who I am until my passion breaks I'm moving to improve with every breath I take Put my life on the line when my rap's at stake I see the light and it's blinking loud Gotta remember that was then and this is now I won't let them take me swiftly down Gotta remember that was then and this is now That was then, this is now I see the light and it's blinking loud Gotta remember that was then and this is now Was that just me or was the beat abrupt? Volcanically I spit a little heat, erupt But I needed something underneath my feet to jump Instead of like all of these rappers taking leaps on luck I might freeze, oh fuck Just kidding, but I would until I was 13 and up Never had much friends aside from Justin But me and music go together like Reese's Cups I tried to clean this up but I lost myself Tried to speed it up but I got to hell But now I'm feeling better, clever, never under the weather I'm tethered to my ideals and they're not for sale I've gone off the rails like a locomotive accident But I stayed on stage, never fax it in And I turned every phrase, every verb, every page but feel unheard like some members of the Cabinet Was out of sync like no one told me what was happening Words came out my mouth but sounded more like I was babbling It's challenging Getting bullied at school when you just want your dad to be back again But I don't mean any disrespect I guess I've always been a different type of intellect I've always thought things through analytically different And when I'm dead I'll still be kicking like a discotheque I'm someone different than I was I'm in love with the feeling of the new me, I could never get enough I've been above where I used to be but found a middle because little by little it was whittling me to dust In a rush but I'm patient and I'm plush but abrasive I've been striking so many lines some been crooked, some adjacent Growing complacent now will never occur to me That's not a promise it's a motherfucking certainty I am who I am cause of past mistakes But I'll be who I am until my passion breaks I'm moving to improve with every breath I take Put my life on the line when my rap's at stake I see the light and it's blinking loud Gotta remember that was then and this is now I won't let them take me swiftly down Gotta remember that was then and this is now That was then, this is now I see the light and it's blinking loud Gotta remember that was then and this is now

I'm a different type of intellect Genetic anomaly like a Genesect Rappers bitching 'bout the game while I'm finna set All my pieces up mint like I'm winning Chess Trying to find some gold, it's in the chest But you won't find that taking a rest Acting like you're top dog and you can't go wrong Want applause? Better find another imp to press Buddy, I've been on my grind while you're watching those TV screens Funny, I've been dropping rhymes Unconcerned with squeaky clean Money always on my mind, can't afford another mouth to feed Lucky I can take my time spitting words all around the beats Sonny, seeing that the hate don't phase me Get some help, some fucking hater aid I've been spitting so much that I'm running out of saliva Get me a Gatorade I'm a little out of place in the rap game like Darth Vader as a meter maid Cease or stay? Is that even a question? I'mma rap till the speakers break I'll never kick it on the sideline I'm sprinting towards the fucking limelight You'll find me grinding while the price high And then I sit on a beat till I get my rhymes right Here we go Not on tinder Gotta make noise like timber Cold as Canadian winter I don't know Where I'm gonna end up Better stand up Going hard more often than a man-slut Here we go I'm left with the pensive incentives I've lessened My dream is extensive I live to defend it Here we go Let the beat hit Won't let the heat miss You can see me do a lot but you won't see me quit You can find me lashing out while you're backing down But you say you got beef like you're stacking cows Well, I guess I better leave till I'm back in town You can stay there vocally acting out I'm laughing now and they're quiet Cause they said they wanted to try but caught a virus Now it feels like everything they dreamt of is silenced Couldn't understand it and took advantage like science I think I'm the flyest but I'm biased, I'm involved I'll be breaking opposition down just like the Berlin Wall I'm a hater to fakers and nay-sayers Plain paper, days later they're saying I'm way greater Twenty-fucking-three, some believe on account of me How could I let all that mean nothing even though people are doubting me? I found in me the force to live up to expectations But of course, I'll be torn seeking all the best sensations I'll never kick it on the sideline I'm sprinting towards the fucking limelight You'll find me grinding while the price high And then I sit on a beat till I get my rhymes right Here we go Not on tinder Gotta make noise like timber Cold as Canadian winter I don't know Where I'm gonna end up Better stand up Going hard more often than a man-slut Here we go I'm left with the pensive incentives I've lessened My dream is extensive I live to defend it Here we go Let the beat hit Won't let the heat miss You can see me do a lot but you won't see me quit I'm waking up from the timid me These livid spirits fearing naught in my vicinity My integrity goes hand in hand with my dignity So I've been keeping clean like the opposite of obscenities The music's given me something like divinity to contemplate Will I neglect my beliefs or will I honour faith? Will I fall victim to grief and be the cannon fodder or solder together aspirations that I share with Connor? My passion's hotter than the most scalding water It's recommended you keep it away from toddlers, son or daughter I give no fucks if you find this shit a bother Cause it isn't worth my breath like arguing underwater Tell Luke I'm not his father, I'm his offspring I've been trying to find the Force but it's fucking exhausting I refuse to sleep through all of this I'll be going big in the Treeline like Nautilus Here we go Not on tinder Gotta make noise like timber Cold as Canadian winter I don't know Where I'm gonna end up Better stand up Going hard more often than a man-slut Here we go I'm left with the pensive incentives I've lessened My dream is extensive I live to defend it Here we go Let the beat hit Won't let the heat miss You can see me do a lot but you won't see me quit

I'm a maniac when I hit the beat but I'm motherfucking sweet like a Christmas treat My mom telling me I gotta quit the weed saying "It's a bad habit" I disagree I'm not finna preach about my opinions but I'm gonna speak about my decisions Like the job I've been given Just above minimum wage but it keeps me spitting Good Lord, he's going crazy in a mad hat He's spitting bars like he just swallowed fucking Alkatraz He's got a Vendetta but doesn't hide behind a mask Drummer Boy!!! Let's keep it steady with the rat-a-tat Conjure rap bits like a magic hat Stacking slabs, can you imagine that? Crafting tracks for tragic chaps And the outcasts left running static laps I'm manic, insanity has hit me with a vengeance but I'm hanging on like a pendant A penchant I have for ascending in wayward directions Resplendent peasant with no repentant remnants Independent methods of reiterating messages Incessant lessons: a vestige up in my sentences My sense is splendid despite all of the fucking restlessness That's why prior haters are doing they're best to get with this Pen in my appendages Strike 1000 words while I'm lurking That's called a candid pic Going nuts just like Hamlet did To a lesser extent Hit the street with a better intent Keeping inventive while dispensing my lyricals My vernacular's spherical Well-rounded; Astounded? Gotta give it up for the beat still pounding Speak loud and think proud and Gotta throw it up in the air still clouded I've been doubted but I proved them wrong When I spit it and their ear drums perused them songs They'd say: "You don't seem like a rapper" And I'd tell them that I'm all about breaking notions Got the power like I'm making potions And I'm one-upping Moses, separating oceans I've been really into Spose and now I'm feeling indispensable My speech is weaving tighter while their rhymes are reprehensible I'm grabbing music by the motherfucking testicles They say they will too, right after these three next episodes But coming clean their work ethic is obscene I may not be the Alpha or Omega but they're not even in between

I’ve been waking up at noon to make it right on time to work I’ve been making many memories before I find the dirt I’ve been eating out the microwave, my napkins are my shirt And I’m only doing laundry when my clothes all smell like burnt trees Sir please, I’m just a little thirsty Hit me with martinis, make ‘em shaken, not stirred See, I’m living like I’m Xerxes, doing what I want to Eating out for dirt cheap then I run my songs through Got the beats blaring, not caring There’s no parents and no girlfriend to bother but there’s pedestrians staring I’m faring well like a baron Not exceedingly but perish the thought of me breaking up like a celebrity marriage Getting Kyle on dial, haven’t seen him in a while Tell him: “Bring a Q and a 24 we’re getting wild on a Wednesday!” Master of my quarters, I’m a sensei I don’t want to waste another moment feeling less great Someday I’ll find a wife And her and I will have our trials but we’ll lead a happy life But from then on we’ll have to both decide And I’ll have to suck it up and learn to compromise Hope you’re not getting that I’m dreading the waters towards which I’m treading I’m heading to something spectacular, I can’t wait to get it But I’m lonely as I’ve ever been in sedentary elements So I guess it’s best to make my own damn medicine You could ask my boss, I don’t keep clean cut And I might purchase my lunch out of an ice cream truck Never shovel out the snow ‘cause I don’t drive enough Most of the difficult choices I make are mildly tough Simply toppling the obstacles like they were dominoes Saying fuck the common cold like it was a common ho Waiting on a task, I’mma kick it on some Smash Bros. Getting hungry, I heat up some pizza that was flash froze That bro isn’t getting mad dos But he’s got a bottle in the fridge and he’s anything but a sad joke Never been a player unless we’re talking Hasbro Room gets cleaned less often than the trash goes Twenty-two pilots, that’s how fly I feel And by fly I mean free unlike my OSAP bills Plenty dudes violent but I’m ice or steel Calm and solid when I get my weekly dose of thrills Someday I’ll find a wife And her and I will have our trials but we’ll lead a happy life But from then on we’ll have to both decide And I’ll have to suck it up and learn to compromise Hope you’re not getting that I’m dreading the waters towards which I’m treading I’m heading to something spectacular, I can’t wait to get it But I’m lonely as I’ve ever been in sedentary elements So I guess it’s best to make my own damn medicine I’m Unstoppable ‘cause I Dare to Dream And if I do Catch Fire it’ll be like Sesame Street Whether I Rise or Fall, well that’s up to me And by the Next Fall I’ll find somewhere that I’d love to be There’s no sense in Evading Hell though we’re gonna try I try to take solace in the fact that We’re Gonna Die ‘Cause I’m a Pirate, wild and free, I’m on top And For Everyone Who Sucks, please Fuck Right Off Someday I’ll find a wife And her and I will have our trials but we’ll lead a happy life But from then on we’ll have to both decide And I’ll have to suck it up and learn to compromise Hope you’re not getting that I’m dreading the waters towards which I’m treading I’m heading to something spectacular, I can’t wait to get it But I’m lonely as I’ve ever been in sedentary elements So I guess it’s best to make my own damn medicine

You ever feel like a puppet? The man’s been pulling your strings but lately he’s been saying fuck it Corrupted like someone out of a textbook in a high school Scum been sipping scotch while I’ve been slumming in a drive-thru Trying to keep a smile for these patrons but the faces that they’re making are outrageous It’s been like 60 seconds They’ve got other orders, they’re still gonna make it Sure I’ll get my manager but she won’t make your Mac, slick Slacks been tripping me up, that’s ‘cause I’m active Finna twist these strings that I’ve been hanging from drastic Trying to cause a chuckle like my life’s a page of Mad Libs Keep it on my teeth cause I’m not vocally passive I’ve heard that impatience is the product of weed and laziness but I’d still say the greed is way worse than the cannabis I’ve been a fan of it; Once had pockets jammed too thick Now I see the only me to be is someone genuine I wouldn’t say that I’m irrelevant But I bet it’s hard to hear my voice through the embellishment They want to keep me quiet, wish that I would flow some mellow shit ‘Cause they’ve been getting burned when I spit hotter than an element So what if we’re all grown up and we got no luck and our jobs all suck? I’mma give no fucks ‘bout the little boy, Andy, sitting in his office eating Halloween candy I’mma do what I have to do and try to fit the mould you seniors left after you One day soon, I will kick that habit, too ‘Till then at least a toy’s got his attitude I’m vexed, fucking stuck in a chest I’ve invested to many lessons towards bettering bests To never be let out except for when it’s time to be used I’m just trying to be true, living like I’m dying for two I’m vying for a juice that I can call better After spending time in fast food, paving roads and call centres Celibacy Mobile had it’s ups and downs like all letters ‘Till they cut me loose like I was suspended by small tethers But the swift lies turned into a blessing in disguise And this guy’s shouting all his verses over cliff sides For the dim lights not believing that my skin’s white I’mma live life with zero cares for the thin spite Due to something unimportant like a little dick size I long for the day they recall how to fiddle strings right I’m still blown away like someone opened the door mid-flight And chasing stars like it’s midnight Lately I’ve been contemplating who I am What’s the purpose of a puppet in the master plan I can’t stand to possibly commit to a life so shady Rap music patriot, Tom Brady So what if we’re all grown up and we got no luck and our jobs all suck? I’mma give no fucks ‘bout the little boy, Andy, sitting in his office eating Halloween candy I’mma do what I have to do and try to fit the mould you seniors left after you One day soon, I will kick that habit, too ‘Till then at least a toy’s got his attitude I’m braced, bright, brave and I’m finna make a name for me Beyond an action figure used for play Don’t be too amazed if you see me creating that newest craze I’m doing this for days And by days I mean like, all the time Like, literally out of a year I pretty much don’t work on music for a total of about two weeks I also just wanted to say, if you know this song’s about you then, well Fuck you So what if we’re all grown up and we got no luck and our jobs all suck? I’mma give no fucks ‘bout the little boy, Andy, sitting in his office eating Halloween candy I’mma do what I have to do and try to break the mould you seniors left after you I bet you I’m the type of dude to kick that habit soon ‘Till then at least a toy’s got his attitude So what if we’re all grown up and we got no luck and our jobs all suck? I’mma give no fucks ‘bout the little boy, Andy, sitting in his office eating Halloween candy I’mma do what I have to do and try to break the mould you seniors left after you One day soon, I will kick that habit, too ‘Till then at least a toy’s got his attitude

Open up on Mandy and Mike, a couple of newlyweds New home owners, but no champagne, so they drank juice instead So we know that Mike's perception wasn't drunk and erratic When he went and got a jacket from the trunk in the attic The drastic snow fall had arrived unexpectedly Mandy's body temperature was dropping exponentially But all of a sudden, he felt a shiver, made him shudder Couldn't grab on to the substance like his quiver's made of butter Then the boxes full of shit that they had yet to unpack Started to rattle, Mike was adamant, he knew this was whack He couldn't explain it All the boxes were in different positions than he knew he had arranged it Mike was never someone to believe in the occult But he turned and saw a figure, hit him hard like assault I feel a presence coming But I am seeing nothing I know I'm feeling something We better get to gunning Why'd it pick me like the strings a guitarist is strumming? That a swift breeze? Check the window cause my heart is drumming We might be running out of breaths to take So let's get away and not hesitate Mandy heard Mike booking, met him at the foot of the stairs From his look, he was scared This was the first time she had ever seen him so frantic he grabbed her by the arm and tried to leave in a panic But she shook herself free Told her husband: "Mike please, can you tell me what's got you all up in such a frenzy?" Mike looked at his lover grabbed her by both of her hands Then they heard the doors of cupboards that they knew were unmanned Mandy went to check it out Mike was fucking freaking now But he followed her because he knew her safety was in doubt The cupboards getting louder Photographs were on the counter of the couple but they were taken before they even encountered Mike looked to his wife, saw pristine tears She hadn't seen these photographs in sixteen years It was the day that her father died holding her by the hand Then suddenly Mandy collapsed, she lost her will to stand Mike screamed and we never heard of either of them again I feel a presence coming But I am seeing nothing I know I'm feeling something We better get to gunning Why'd it pick me like the strings a guitarist is strumming? That a swift breeze? Check the window cause my heart is drumming We might be running out of breaths to take So let's get away and not hesitate

We could be so good together but you say that your mind’s made up about me It seems that I’ve been thinking about you forever I’ve tried to bite my tongue but I’ve been busy shouting Cause my heart’s only so strong and a little gets through like the Hoover Dam’s drink I haven’t been thinking straight for so long All I know is you’re out of this world like lunar landings You told me I’d bounce back like a jumper on a bungie But I’m still torn up like a new pair of store-bought grunge jeans The way that I’m dropping verses, I guess you could call me clumsy But articulate in saying: “Could we figure out if you’re my one, please?” We could make a beautiful day out of the usual rain A funeral for all our juvenile ways But I’ll keep a musical pace for my immutable faith That one day soon you’ll realize that I’m a suitable mate {Anthony & DJ Bakhuis} When the lights go down and your time runs out I’ll be here waiting; Patiently wasting away When the lights go down and your time runs out I’ll be your old and grey; I’ll wait for you beyond infinity Shattered pieces of a promise I made Scattered freely, sprinkled over the page Wish I’d grow over the pain and just get over the rage I’ve been listening but I don’t think I’ve gotta be sober to change I’m getting over the way you used to look at me Hooking me in line and sinker I’m a thinker but of late I’ve been rather irrational Let me lather this confessional with truths on the beat The news on the street is that the dudes that you meet Have less soul to them than the shoes on your feet I think you’re too fucking sweet like what Pooh loves to eat Still hoping that eventually you’ll finally move to retreat I can’t sleep without fleeting fucking images of you in my head When all I want in life is you to say you love me instead Well while you’re breaking my heart, I’ll still be breaking this bread With every hope you’ll know this song is about you by the end {Anthony & DJ Bakhuis} When the lights go down and your time runs out I’ll be here waiting; Patiently wasting away When the lights go down and your time runs out I’ll be your old and grey; I’ll wait for you beyond infinity I won’t be dissuaded by odds and ends The consequence lives on in my common sense I can smell your doubt, it’s a common scent But don’t you think that you could work it with an honest gent You’re a flawless gem and I’ll admit that Clearer than a cup of Crystal Pepsi that I sipped back I’m not trying to bring you down like I’m asking for a hit back I’m just thinking crooked like my brainwaves were zig-zags If you are a big bag, I can be the contents Cause you take me places I can’t fathom when the song ends You say you’re tired of the cheating, well that’s why I’m not game You’ve been hurting freely while I’m numbing in the stockade Help this fucking stop, babe {Anthony & DJ Bakhuis} When the lights go down and your time runs out I’ll be here waiting; Patiently wasting away When the lights go down and your time runs out I’ll be your old and grey; I’ll wait for you beyond infinity

People been saying that I string words together arbitrarily I gotta say that's a little unfair to me I'm barely alive enough to strike these recitations But I'd rather be a zombie than abandon this occupation Outrageously impatient but I'm learning to be a waiter Swallow my emotions and I'm yearning to spit them greater Immense amount of work is what it takes me every day But I won't be bleeding till my fans refuse to let me stay It doesn't matter how much flow I've got You asking if I'm prepped to sell out? No I'm not I have a hard time keeping cool because my soul is hot A little stranger than the DEA smoking pot Every bar is a blessing Every verse is a message Every song houses a lesson in most every crevice My only crime was big dreams but I'm living the sentence So while I'm under siege my sound will be turned up to the day of remembrance That's eleven I won't breathe forever But I'll never die I will keep together Drift towards better skies Through the darkness I strive for catharsis Though parlous I'll target this market to harness They try to tell me I should just give up That I should work less on my rap and more on shutting up You ever wind up thinking you might not end up with love And when you try to find your heart they say you suck too much? You'll notice something's up when you stop believing in it Your collecovision brought you retroactive disposition But you can overcome it with positive intuition And so much drive that you need not turn the God damn ignition I'm living proof that kicking it in the booth Is medicine capable of getting you out of a noose I'm aloof to any damn solution but the truth I just want to live loose like Elliot Moose For anyone who feels rejected For all who feel disrespected For anybody who's felt like they could lose their own election Just know that I've been there but don't you live for me Just know that when you feel beat so did Kid Victory I won't breathe forever But I'll never die I will keep together Drift towards better skies Through the darkness I strive for catharsis Though parlous I'll target this market to harness

I said I'll wait my turn but patience burns Coalescing noises like my voice is with the beats, they match in Layman's terms Case is turned cause they follow Weezy like the prophet My content will be convex until I'm bigger than John Depp On deck, got my bat ready, raps steady Wit sharper than machetes Still down to my last penny But I won't let that get me, I'll stay strutting towards excellence I'll bind and gag the pessimist infecting me like pestilence I'm emulous, seeking to become the fucking excrement Once hung my head, pendulous, due to evidence of my helplessness I manufactured while I listened to different opinions being what the public wanted I believed them, I was credulous But now I find my resonance is flyer than a Pegasus My eloquence is my medicine My dreams bigger than eighty elephants So this edifice is my detriment I will never leave my testament to negligence Me fitting in the crowd, that's tenuous Hugging the precipice from genesis to exodus I've worked hard just to get to this Confident enough to record my messages I must've caught something clinical To me it seems these whack rappers at bat lack the original It's pivotal they understand flaws More critical than a State Champs song When everybody's different, bitch, you can't go wrong Get illuminated like when lamps go on And what the fuck is this with idealizing debauchery? I've heard enough about the drinking, drugs and misogyny I’d like to hear a little bit about the economy Or a new point of view, just something different honestly I'm able, sturdy as a table But sick of all these rappers on the radio and cable These fables they recite hold less substance than Cuber's Graybles They've been on the track but would be much better off in the stables I'm the ladle, no gravy Wouldn't compromise my integrity even if they paid me I'm so over the missing creativity, ascending faster than plane speed No, I'm not saying that I couldn't use the money but I won't end up drowning in the mainstream So go ahead, call me dumber cause I'm different but I won't let those words change me I'm lazy but I work hard I'm racy and I go far I'm sensitive and I'm looking for a woman not a whore, regardless of where we both are I'm so darn close to the freedom that I seek like a nomad And I like being known by my friends as a rapper who will make you have to check your vocab I’m so bad, people are hating on me because I'm different This country and the one under it were built on diverging opinions No rest weary but I clearly see a brighter day So no hiding away, I'll stay present like a birthday and strike all these rhymes to state I must've caught something clinical To me it seems these whack rappers at bat lack the original It's pivotal they understand flaws More critical than a State Champs song When everybody's different, bitch, you can't go wrong Get illuminated like when lamps go on And what the fuck is this with idealizing debauchery? I've heard enough about the drinking, drugs and misogyny I'd like to hear a little bit about the economy Or a new point of view, just something different honestly I'm the north country black sheep Ask me what I'm thinking I'mma answer that on a rap beat That sleek dude in a peaked mood Keeping classy even though he's copping cheap food Cause he's making minimum but splitting up his revenue to groceries, bills, student loans and trees, too He's through pretending that he doesn’t give a shit He's still waiting for someone to say something intelligent He's got a fuse shorter than the leader of the Fellowship But he only get pissed when it really matters so you can Mellow Yellow this

I’m just a nerd making rhymes with words Calling home where the birds flee when the winter weather gets so cold it burns Turns of events made me return to the place of my birth I’m cursed with a sense of purpose and a dream other people call absurd You can find me swerving through percussion like I’m driving drunk High as fuck on the beat like I’m smoking the tightest blunts Turning verses into gold, lyrical Midas Touch Started writing a novel but it just didn’t vibe as much I’ve been putting in the work, got a crooked fucking smirk Popping off at motherfuckers who’ve been slumming in the dirt Constructing anthems like the word that is printed on my shirt Rapping natural, I’ve been striking bars since birth I’ve made it through my worst but I haven’t seen my best yet I will keep improving ‘till I’m on my fucking death bed I’m dead set on breaking through to stages and embraces and the day that I can say “I told you all I’d fucking make it” Finally, I’ve got time to breathe Hakuna Mattata, my mind’s at ease They used to snuff me when I tried to speak But now they’re hanging onto every word on Layird’s beats I’ll let my lyrics speak for me; Rep the broke majority Rich sense of humour but I can come across as poorly Reacting to the fact I’d been passing up on my passion Finally, I’ve got the courage to make flourish my rapping I’ve been known to break my back over broken hearts And I’m sick of regretting my actions over my spoken parts As I approach the stars, I miss my closest marks But still I’m shooting in the dark with semi-hopeless darts Hoping that I can hit what I’ve been wishing for and what I’ve been fixing for A taste of the life that brings light to the strife, I ignite ‘till I frightfully hit the floor Drifting towards an entrance to sustenance not unlike a kitchen door Fishing for an answer to questions I’ve had since I’d never been mixed before Why is there violence, why is there hate? Why do we judge based on gender and race? Why are the rich pinching plenty of pennies while kids are living with no food on their plates? Why do value the things that we’re proud of less than we do a victorious debate What’s right and true take back seats to the people we refuse to admit we became I can only change so much as an individual So I’ll stick to my strengths, sharing feelings through my lyricals Not shooting for the fame, that would take a fucking miracle Just want someone to say that I’m versing on something critical Finally, I’ve got time to breathe Hakuna Mattata, my mind’s at ease They used to snuff me when I tried to speak But now they’re hanging onto every word on Layird’s beats I’ll let my lyrics speak for me; Rep the broke majority Rich sense of humour but I can come across as poorly Reacting to the fact I’d been passing up on my passion Finally, I’ve got the courage to make flourish my rapping I decided one year into my college education that I didn’t really want to be a teacher Truth is, I was clueless but I couldn’t picture a career without me spitting on the features So I kept my head up Forced myself to get up Now I’m soaking up the rays of the sun from the pages that I love in a province where the snow doesn’t let up So I kept my head up Forced myself to get up Now I’m soaking up the rays of the sun from the pages that I love in a province where the snow doesn’t let up Finally, I’ve got time to breathe Hakuna Mattata, my mind’s at ease They used to snuff me when I tried to speak But now they’re hanging onto every word on Layird’s beats I’ll let my lyrics speak for me; Rep the broke majority Rich sense of humour but I can come across as poorly Reacting to the fact I’d been passing up on my passion Finally, I’ve got the courage to make flourish my rapping