Verse 1]
I pull my hoodie down and take a look around
 Sounds that shook a town, man it feel good to smile
 So I shouldn't frown when the night is lookin' down
 Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the smoothest crook around
Taking some dollars and making away from Impalas
 Shakin' the jade cause they chasin' the face of a robber
 Actin' goofy, absolutely
 Cause my passion suits me, so blast the tunes please
I see the world with four eyes, hip-hop tour guide
 Hear the war cries, rap or die
 Wanna get signed, drive a four door ride
 Be more fly
 Til then I'll just soar by
 With a wave
 I'm a bat in the cave
 Sit back in the shade when I'm passing the haze
 Misbehave, I'm a trouble-making teenager
 Be grateful he's able to please haters
 Seat taker, three-term Mayor
 Getting re-elected just three terms later
 I've seen greater days so let the haters play their game
Dreams fade away when you make the predator the prey
 The ace of spades can make it's way to save the day
 But from the start a club of heart was diamond
Now I'm in Zion flying through the skyline
The game on my back I got five spines
Black cat with nine lives
Time flies by
 So I got one life to loose it
 But how will I use it
 Uh, I put it all in the music
 Cause ya'll [bad word] 
Fold away before they hand your cards
Broke [bad word] rapper now you Dancing With The Stars
 I'm handling these bars like a simple situation
 Basing on them cats who don't fit in the equation
Patience is a virtue but [bad word] it I want it now
Get my record deal ready, get Diddy up on the dial
 Hello wassup Puffy, I'm on my grind and hungry
 Throw me to the people they gon' love me, [bad word] me
Cause these older cats are getting a [bad word] 
It's time for a change like Barack said
And I don't care
 Hip-Hop is not dead
Spit hot lead, but none of these haters get shot dead
 They don't bother me, I'll leave them playin' for my wife
 Kick back have a laugh while [bad word] about your life
 "Grrr" you hate Mac and you say you gonna fight
 It's all good bro, you entertainment for tonight
Like I'mma be mad you hatin' cause I'm white
 Do a lot a cryin', lettin' pain out on the mic
 Cause overall I'm iller than most of ya'll
 Yall [bad word]  never ever gone for it all
 You scared of a little risky coachin' call
 What happened, I thought you were the know-it-all
 I stay smokin' well haze got a potent smell
 It take me back to kickin' raps back in Show-And-Tell
 I wanted to show people, all of my bro's peoples
 Have a [bad word] up like "Yo, I know people"
The need for Dead Presidents, this dough evil
 So lethal, police'll always try to beat you
 Seat you down try and have [bad word] your mouth
Bring your mother out, look what your son is now
 See my mom she know her son is well
 The youngest child, she been through it for a while
 Now I put 1 on the dial with a smile
 Cause I'm wild, foul child style
Too focused on my grind to ever catch an "f"
 My heart in it down 8 with five seconds left
I want the best, won't settle for nothin' less
 And I always stay dressed in somethin' fresh
 So keep your head on straight and show respect to the game
 And that's what this beat messaged my brainExplain