Feeling like Macaulay Culkin
I’m the culprit
Why these people pray for my expulsion
I explode then expose shit
Tried to tell them that this was the notion
Claim they know it they don’t know shit
Social media ain’t my motion
Intent to kill the game was my motive
A song by me only I’m the only person that wrote it
If I reap it then then I sow it
All these people not gon' play me like I’m not a poet
I pull up, they get weak like osteoporosis
Time to kill the game
I set the bar so high it was close that they never came
People sleeping on me they just adding fuel to the flame
It’s the beast inside of me that they couldn’t tame
But I can’t help it I’m a hopeless romantic
I been doing things on my own I ain’t being sarcastic
It’s a matter of time before I blow I ain’t talking volcanic
Introverted they wouldn’t want the static
Trap my self In the attic
I just need some self love f*ck a Patek
Double R parked out front but only if it’s matted
It don’t matter
They just mad I been climbing up the ladder
Talk a lot in my music I ain’t really with the chatter
But I been talking real deal like a prophet
I’m good with any flow they jealous they couldn’t top it
I’m the culprit to the evil but they would never stop it
Coming for the crown I’m the only that’s fit to rock it
Never joshin' I’m just riding in the cockpit
They mistake for a goat just like Dr.Dre when I spit
F*ck the world and never pull out I just hit bout 5 licks
I been in the stu for so long they thought I was psychotic
But never mind it
Always talks if I’m sitting at the table
Everybody always cappin' in the music cut the cable
I been Indy all my life I can’t sign to no label
Pockets thin for a minute but I’m finally stable
