This ain't the happy or the acid rap
Self destruction I done mastered that
I went to war with management and lost the fattest check
300 bands in that, it happened back to back

And actually the xanny was what kept me from the panic attacks
I put my hand in my savings like it's a raffle bag
Now that shit is empty, every line from here is panic rap
I had to handle that, hand to hand with a battle axe

Labels takin us fancy places wonder where my manners at
Got to the point where self respect I guess I banished that
And half the acid wisdom disappeared as fast as half the rap
How can I act a man? Half amazing, half a man

Takin folks investments and double that triple that
Feelin old I been the man
Your girlfriend been a fan, ya boyfriend just a fan
He a loser, you a goofy, really hate to kick a man

While he down on his luck n shit, but I'm done with the buddy shit
Wouldn't dap you in public but I don't be in public
I'm not a fan of attention but I know that you love it
I might as well take it so you don't feel it

I wish you could feel the same way I'm feelin
I'm different, I take the pieces that broke me and make a buildin
I double back on my doubt n kill it
I'm chasing limitless limits, n digits fallin like rotten lemons

And tripped in a second but shit I'm gettin there
The fuck you talkin bout