Last year's shit

Pro

spitting verses so fire I breath smoke.

Never wake up cuz I never sleep I'm singin before the birds sing

Beatin the shit out the competition with nothin but words

eminem in the precense of a rap god best white rapper dont judge a book by its cover lesson learned

Troy Ave style endin carrers with 1 verse

At home smokin loud with two bitches afterwords

Put in blood sweat and tears feelin like this is it

Can't see myself doin anything but what I love and I love this shit

remember everyday who was bumpin since the first day.

Spittin shit worth platinum while these other rappers sleepin on me steady hittin the snooze.

Aimin for 1st place cuz second just first to lose

Spittin shit that got the competition confused.

Shit where ya fans at looked like they at my shows they consumed.

Every tracks a hit got em passing up yo songs got you outside the club Still gettin refused.

You realized you ain't shit but last year's hit

Wishin you would have signed me thinkin like how did we miss this kids shit

You outside sold out shows askin to speak to me Got you desperate

Regretting spending all that money on shit you didn't need

Cuz now bitches money and weed all but a fantasy.

While I'm soakin up the sun and laughing at yo mentality.

Damn bro you where the shit now yo life ain't nothing but a tragedy.

Atleast you found God enjoy Sittin in your lonely ass insanity.