What's your expectation
Did you think that I'd come in
With the flow, like woah
Didn't meant to keep you waiting
I just found this beat on my phone had to go in
With no hesitation
'Cause I got hip-hop in my soul
One day it'll be my occupation
I got to tell myself that
'Cause otherwise the doubt
Starts creeping in
But, I really have no reason
To believe in him
So I keep it going
Flowing with the seasoning
When I rap like this
I'm just teasing him
'Cause I know deep down
In my soul
That the whole world's going to go nuts, yup when I blow up
The number one rapper with Belizean skin, ay
Doesn't matter what color
I just want to make a rap
To get my head out the gutter
And I be doing it the fluidest
Got nothing to mutter
I rap proudly
'Cause I'm like no other
I stil m-m-m-m- make it sound
F-f-f-f-fresh even if I stutter
I'll take a swing at it
No putter
So smooth
I can't believe it's not butter
(Oof)
Pitter patter
When I'm getting at her
Get a ladder
If you want to climb with me
When I rhyme you'll see
Why I'm getting madder
Every single day
That I don't rap
I'm like, oh snap
Yo, what am I doing
I got to give you the fluidest
'Cause I don't want to ruin this
It's the rootinest tootinest
Yeah, I'd be the stupidest
If I wasted this
I know way too well
What complacent is
So I got to be grinding
I really want to be shining
I put a lot of my time in
I'm going hard like a diamond
It's my only assignment
Put the stars in alignment
Spitting bars in the car
Just to practice my rhyming
Mind going so fast
I'm so fresh man
Some of y'all got no class
I'm my best man
When it making dope raps
That's what I'm all about
Got to get this out
'Cause I'm one of the best
No doubt
And ten months later I'm back to writing this
Still got the passion I can't be fighting this
I'm a pro at procrastinating
I just tell myself that I have the patience
Listen to my raps, now that's amazing
Got the heat, got the fire
Set the place ablaze when
I get into it, spitting fluid
Intricate, I rip into it
Finish it, I did it, but I do it like I didn't do it
Listening to music ain't as good as when I dip into it
Proving I can do it like the greatest, I'll make it
I'm taking my time
Or am I just making excuses
I'm a student to the music
Got the youthful exuberance
And I'm shooting for the moon, since I'll be a star anyway
Rap better than me
I can take you on any day
And eight months later I'm back again to finish it
The beat's my remedy
When my energy's diminishing
I need the music
I really got to do this
When I see improvement
Is when I stop losing
Faith in me
The hate in me
Is basically
What's making me
Mistakenly
Be fake when he
Could make it see
'Cause if I'm being real
I know I'm a great MC
But, lately I've been lazy
Got too much vacancy
In my schedule
And it's taking me
Too long to make songs
I'm chasing dreams
But, what if I'm wrong
I'm wasting time
I take my time
When I should be making rhymes
I wish it was easy as abc
But, not for me
Will I make it
You'll have to wait and see