This music game here is in a state of emergency
 All about currency, wackness reoccurring with urgency
Can't take it any more
Maybe I'm getting too old, mouth piece just too cold
 It's getting me swole
I need to occupy hip-hop like it's my concubine
But I'm the [bad word] so that mean I gotta be the breaker one
Tell Rittz to pull the trigger, all them niggas is done
If I miss then all the hits you can name under the sun
It's a trick and how they doing this, music is done
Tell man don't light me up
 Tell the weed people light me up
Your CD don't hype me up
YouTube fans like me up
You too loose man, tighten up
I don't need to a freshman, I'm fresh, no yes men
Rap 'til I can't breathe, let me catch my breath and
Industry needs epinephrine
Pastor what you see better get the reverend
Rapping overseas but I rap Midwestern
Krizz the bees knees so I guess the best in
Me I get steeper than your depth perception
M.C.s believe in me and there's no question
This is my S.O.S. to you
 And also F.U. too and I won't step to you again
And I'mma hold my breath for you to stop these checks [bad word]  in and these train wreck so many men
Try to save it try to stay connected resurrected
 Never expecting me to win
One of hip-hop's last few legends
 I'm holding a [bad word] until the end hollering

 [Hook]
Mayday
 Anybody can you hear me?
 Yeah,me
Why do they mistreat us, save us
 Aimless [bad word] leave us, shameless
By the time we're rich and famous
 All our art will be forsaken
While you're waiting sides are taken
Nonsense they just keep on makin'
 While our last breath we are taken
 We don't want our heartbeats just to stop...stop...
 Stop