[Verse 1]
How you acting like you've never even heard of me
When every beat I touch I’m doing surgery
I could rap for eternity
Niggas gotta refer to me
Built it up independent
Was never part of a nursery (Ha!)
And every time I ever met some adversity
I was never one to run and I currently, had it occur to me
That every single bit of deterrеnce
Is the reason that I’m ablе to murder beats
I’m not even in the category with niggas you place me with
My beat cuts a give ya' face-a-lift
I see niggas clicking up to erase the kid
Just so they can try to go and copy-paste the shit
I remember days back in the basement
They tried to box me in, I got the shape-to-shift
Now I race every track, every base I hit
Flares drums so fast that I lace my kicks
I remember in those days rapping while eating ramen and OJ
Couldn't even afford me a gold chain
I was in no way, ready to go play
Then I found Dax and I made it my code name
Now everybody speaking on me they wanna throw shade
I don’t got time chit-chatting with no names
I’m in my own lane
Looking out both ways
Try to swerve in, I'ma hit you with road rage (Ha!)
Y’all know me
The most underrated, the most hated
The one hip hop tries to say is
Not shit like it's constipated
Kill beats is the occupation
So every single time I get a shot, I take it
Aim and face it, one way straight at the matrix, independent Backed by myself so Satan locks jaws every time I'm baking
The awful guy
The one that they falsify
The one they cannot try to modify
The one who receives every awkward eye, 'cause his style isn’t one they can multiply
In a league of my own, I won’t compromise
The cost of my peace is the cost of mind
To conquer mine these rap game concubines
Tried to say my soul was the cost to sign (Ha!)
So I stick to myself 'cause the flow is essential inside of a drought
Depression and pain are effects of the game but they numb to the sound of sold-out crowd
I reach for their hands as they wave
And the tide of the praise is enough
That I know I could drown in a sea of deceit
That in turn is the key to green that these sheep all rapping about (Ha!)
Then I log on and see people tweet that don’t nobody bump my shit
Dumb fucks sucking mainstream dick, last month I did 300k off this bitch
Came in the game 22 off rip
Earned every dollar, every cent
Then crafted the skills that compared to greats in the biz by the time I was 26
A lyrical misfit, twisted, braggadocios and gifted
In an era full of tricks and gimmicks
So consistent, they hate and ignore the vision
And oppose so the youth-a-miss him
Fuck statistics, I cut through the noise and difference
And my style cannot be mimicked
The energy shift is electric
The voltage in it, strikes down and shocks ya' system (Ha!)
[Chorus]
You wanna see a lyricist go crazy?
Bet money that these fucks won’t play me
They tried shaming, destroying my name
And these fuck boys still couldn’t break me (Ha!)
You wanna know why the whole world hates me?
I spit truth and I rhyme off safety, ah
And they know that I just might maybe, ah
Be the mufukin' god damn greatest
I’m off it
[Verse 2]
I'ma go get a job in a office
Away from the rap game gossip
And back to the times when I'd rap in closet for marginal profit
I remember the times when I’d have to mop it with empty pockets
And no money in my wallet, while scooping the poop residue from a bathroom garbage
I remember the days
Remember the blood
Remember the pain
Remember the knife
Remember the fights
Remember the liquor and different girls every night with the mary and white
Getting off work, I remember the bike
The ride to the studio, paying for time
The slash of the vein when skitzo internal humain tried to eat me and take me alive
Talking to God and the dance with the devil
When he promised he would to me whole other level
The cocaine lines and the contact high on rides in and out of the gawd damn ghetto
The strippers and clubs
Throwing the ones after getting cheated on by a bitch that I loved
Then drowning in drinks and throwing it up
And doing it again 'cause I didn’t give a fuck
Getting up early
The people who hurt me, curved me
Gave time to but didn’t deserve me
The generation currently trying to desert me
When I’m the best they got that’s under 30
The disrespect, the slander and the indirect effect of shit that they project on my life
Which in turn is a introspect of they lives
And how they lack intellect
I remember the days
Remember the phase
My mind was at war and my thoughts were deranged
When the hate would engulf in a flame on my page
And the rage would inject deep inside of my veins
Every comment and lame, who would shit on my name
Put a knife in my back and then smile to my face
I remember the bitch who was making the claims
And the day in the court when I proved they were fake
I remember November, December
The meeting and call when I said I would never
Push an agenda, ever surrender
And fake or pretend for a corporate America
The flashes and temper, the show out in Denver
The day that I lost her
Day that I met her
The day that I knew I would live forever
The day that I knew I became a contender
[Chorus]
You wanna see a lyricist go crazy?
Bet money that these fucks won’t play me
They tried shaming, destroying my name
And these fuck boys still couldn’t break me (Ha!)
You wanna know why the whole world hates me?
I spit truth and I rhyme off safety, ah
And they know that I just might maybe, ah
Be the mufukin' god damn greatest
I’m off it
[Outro]
Nowadays don't nobody wanna rap
Everybody wanna cap
Everybody wanna grab gats and flash cash
And talk trash when it’s Dax
Then support the cats that’s doing half than the man
Fuck that, Dax stats prove that the demand
For the facts, blast past that far in advance
Of anything they try to put him up or against
So everything next is straight fucking revenge
