(Verse 1)

I want you to say I got substance, not that I'm just spitting words but that I rap as if I'm in a discussion, tell me my shit bubbling, over like a pot of hot water when you cooking on your stove and, tell me that you see me and my cd is the coldest, and if I keep going I could be right where Hov is, fuck that, put the whole rap game in your palm excluding no one and say I'll wax they whole shit, tell me that my futuristic flow is the soundtrack for a picture that's bout to be in motion, and tell em that I'm seriously focused, just don't say too much they get the notion, and don't say the words give up, unless don't is in front of it encouraged me bruh, shit be happy that I'm rappin instead of sittin and trappin on the corner tryna map out my next come up uh, tell me to get a job to support my craft, or go to college so that way I'll have a better chance, at life overall cause if this fuck up, at least I'll have one of those for back up, and stop saying you made it by trappin, nah, you made money and you made something happen, you know the little ones 'gon follow your footsteps, and if they die doing it then you the cause of death, yes.

(Chorus)

I don't really care about your tone to a certain degree, just as long as you being honest with me, don't be afraid to keep it real with no apologies, my nigga just be honest with me, don't be scared to tell me if somethin missing, and don't say that shit hot yo if you ain't listen, because Imma keep it real O.D. no apologies, so please just be honest with me, be honest

(Verse 2)

I want you to tell me that my shit wack, tell me that last line was a little complex for them to get that, tell me I need to sit back, and zone out in my mind and stay focused so its potent when I spit that, I'm just tryna improve so I could become a star if you don't do it, you probably don't want me to go far, point out the slurred words and the lazy bars, so when its done my quality is crazy art, and don't turn the craft I love into a cliche, it happens when you give wack rappers le-way, we gotta be tough as artist, so the audience know the real mc's from who's just talking, if you can't take criticism, then your scared of the challenges you will be given, oversaturate the game and don't know how to play, fucking it up for the ones who got something to say, wait, wait.

(Chorus)

End.