Now whenever I’m feeling like
Life, ain't dealing the right
Cards, though I ain't fulfilled, I'm-
Still, l'm still never stale or contrite
Prevailed through strife
Now my mind's in convalescence
Still 9 times out of 10
 [bad word]  I'm [bad word] mentis
(Whoa)
Stress and emotions shifting
Coped with pop’s coke addiction
My road to perdition
Has stood the course that most predicted
Those admissions ain't need a oath or no religion
(Nope!)
See, me and sanity ain't close but we co-existing
Though…
(Uh)
I was raised by OG's in the streets & RZA beats
That recipe & sitting in grief, released my inner beast
Peep, these women'll creep, & snakes are diggin in deep
Through the grass, I'm slipping’em then I behead’em
& skin’em before being bitten and venom excretes
I'm, reaching my imminent peak
My only equivalents’ are legends resting in peace
Seen rifles blasted, live from Flatbush, to find my passage
I tried all tactics, read vital chapters
Felt closer to the end, so I read the Bible backwards
(Oh!)
Them lights are flashing
I sneak by’em, I don't write for the masses
(No, no!)
I'm nothing like you and I don't like you [bad word] 
Iconoclastic, mindset, yet even I'm distracted
& enticed by that ice & cash
Well who likes they life so average?
(Me!)
No! Nino's, e-go's, not affected by placebo
I was infected by Pacino's perfected role of Carlito
My city needs no hero, I'm heavent-sent no Tebow
You can’t beat’em
I'm the reason they invented them cheat codes
(Uh)