[Intro]

You’re gonna be okay, kid. You’re gonna be okay.

 [bad word] 

Is everything not enough?
What more can I give up?
Is there anyone that I can [bad word] 
I give you my all and you still take from me

[Verse 1]

Always been the type of dude that’ll feed my clique
I know that without you fans I ain’t s**t but y’all better read my lips
I don’t spit raps that’s ill for you to just hack and steal
And leak my s**t so get my drift
I hope y’all don’t think y’all helping me out and that s**t, that s**t’s stressing me out
Nickle-nine is blowing up, Christmas time you should hang my album
On top of your fireplace cause around that time my stocking is going up
Feels like a victory bitter-sweet
It’s bigger I get the bigger the wedge
Between the relationship of me and my bigger bro, hear what I said
Feels like this s**t was wished on me, everything I do for the n***a
And the n***a know I would do anything for him
But the n***a refuse to straight s******g on me
Keeping your distance, probably best
If you don’t wanna f**k with me but you know me
Probably best, f**k pity, you want that? ?
Tough [bad word]  the problem’s you got a problem, you think that I’m already set
So I’mma look down on you, just be proud of me, you already got my respect
I ain’t trying to say something I regret
So I’mma just stop chasing the pain
Let you deal with the fact that we don’t get along cause I got a big face in the game
Sometimes I feel like f**k my life
I f**k with a few n****s that I know if my chick was the shady ho
n****s wouldn’t think twice before they [bad word] my wife
Guess that’s the difference in friends and associates
I done been broke, I done been through the motions
I don’t pay no attention to birds, I use my scope and I tend to the vultures
No one ever blows up your phone just to talk
I don’t make money just to loan it to y’all
Tell a n***a that then you wilding
It’s like dialing and then talking to a hole in the wall
Please look at these expenses, these things is expensive
If I gotta lend you money every time I see you
Just to be your friend b***h I don’t really need your friendship

 [bad word] 

[Verse 2]

I live in the public, I [bad word] with the fame
Trouble is the pain grows double, give a f**k what you say
When my music you take so ? just to give it away to people who don’t even appreciate flows
 [bad word]  I’m livid today as I break my back to give you my art, you steal my thoughts
It’s like driving a spike through my heart
You might not think it’s not that big of a deal to steal from me but music’s all I got
Aside from a daughter, not to sound like a martyr but it’s getting harder
Then I thought to not just go crazy, trapped in this house I’m about to just snap
I not deserving of what I got? Did I not work for it?
Put it all in every record I record
Well then please tell me why on the ? happen and I keep rapping but I wonder sometimes is it worth all the [bad word] 
Cause it feels like I’m down there ain’t no getting up from but I won’t let it get me down
I won’t suck [bad word]  I’m anything but glum so f**k em
You’ll appreciate me when I’m gone, you’ll say it was ill, right?
The way I kill mics or the way I feel right now, it just feels like
I’m so done with this s**t I may as well wipe
I have nothing else to give you, nothing left to contribute
Farewell I bid you
Before I go my last gift to you ladies and gentlemen Slaughterhouse I give you

 [bad word]