(Verse 1)
This my ghetto symphony, I don't ask for your sympathy
my rhyme, flow and style, people call the holy trinity
I won't shut the valve, until the day of my infamy
cause people wanna hate me all because I rhyme differently
who give a fuck about my accent that I'm rapping in
I body all these rappers, make it look like an accident
you don't wanna listen, well that's fine by me
don't get your dome blown off in that drive by g
you think it's fake, cause we don't sound the same
all you rappers sound the same
my flow like a tsunami, hit your towers and then drowned the game
yeah
I am every single thing I claim
I let these words be the bullets, I just cock back and aim
I'm not afraid of what the people think,
I got lethal ink, and pour it on you cause your ego stink, and you can keep your 30 man fanbase, I don't need the fame, I'll give you all of me, so you can take notes and keep the change

(people always ask me, whether on the internet or real life, what's this accent that you put on? I'm like, accent? what are you talking about, I rap how I talk, and I'm not from the same place as you, so how do you expect me to rap with the same accent as you? you know. Regardless, I sound good and that's all I care about)

(Verse 2)
My old mindset was the truth, to be the one inside that booth, and never ask if it was possible, just know the things I'd do,
if I had ever stayed true to myself and who I'm influenced by
or how these words of mine, became the saviour to my suicide
it's do or die, this jungle of life that I'm caught inside of
but I'm raised by the wolves, so it's death before dishonour
cause I'd rather have my ass beat and dragged into the drama
than to only make this boombap to please the old timers
Fuck whoever ain't riding with me to the end
cause if I ask you where your/you "R"/are you just a fiend, not a friend
cause on these haters is not where my energy should be spent
and I be taking what you owe me, I ain't leaving a cent
I sacrificed my innocence, youth, I saw my own funeral
all that to guarantee, I won't sit in a cubicle
working for my whole life, not knowing what's beautiful
y'all still in the drama, I'm concerned with where my music goes/musical

(and another thing, they always say, nah bro, you changed a lot bro, you changed so much, I'm like yeah but only positive change right? So if you asking me why I don't hang out anymore it's not cause I don't want to, it's probably cause I realise I don't like you, you know? I keep it 100% real, so I'm not gonna act like I like you when I really don't, bitch)

(Verse 3)
My attitude ain't changed yet,
I'm still the same old me
y'all expecting old raps on those frail old beats
you know the type that make you wanna stop and save your heat
and tell em I'll be back stronger, give me 8 more weeks
I'm finna blow
and let em know
that I'll be chasing their bread
but most they old asses got none, they fake it instead
and they just sitting back and laughing cause they got you misled
thinking that splurging is your outlet? ain't no brain in your head
I'm tryna be the change
see the way I point out their mistakes
10 years from now, I bet you no one will be this great
yeah, and you be hanging onto the words I dictate
once upon a time I was hungry, now look at this plate
I'm feasting, seated on the highest throne
I'm beasting, I been collecting this energy, it's time I released it
hip hop was my only chance, you bet your ass I seized it
and I came inside this game young, just like a catholic priest did
It's K