NO SAVING

little man searching to be the greatest

lookin up to legends

im lost in this illogical perception

asking savior from God's intervention

the mic was sworn for good intentions

creating its paradox a deadly weapon

through rap beefs and fat skeets

through constant repitition of 2 am rap beats

realize that through real eyes rappers spew these real lies

prey unto the many others in search of the gloom

wont stop rapping until executively produced by MF DOOM

and me being the one rappers are scared of

like going in without a rubber glove,tryna make impressions

rubbed his cock in dove

like many of the birds flew from love

only searching for the high off the cheap bud

say one thing and they snap back, like fuck a fitted cap

they acting for the rebellion, they know they dont love that

becoming numb to the pain,the unneccesary novocane

living life off dank memes nd twitch streams

lost with no glory and gleam

I got a dollar and a dream

you got a dollar and a mean to fiend

like what you mean im not working hard

struggling through this shit, like selling roses down the boulevard

ill slap happy sacktap a rapper but they got me undercard

and aint that a bitch, on some real shit

i was on the journey for flows, maybe a deal

creativity felt limited, not a rage but a squeal

tryna find the ring to be the king

im aiming for the stars and it aint that far when i look to my competition

yall illiteracy makes me look like a legend

and im only rapping for the perception

i could be better than anyone

So next time i come around, better bring the guns around

cause ill turn a wack cypher to a show down, my flows down

i turn your intimate legitimacy into a flattering form of hypocrite you see,not even hypothetically.