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