101

Intro:
S1 on the track son
Yeah we bring it back what?
(Uh, Uh,) It's not a diss song
I'm just being real

Pull the trigger, pull the card and brawl, you ain't God
Nah these nail scars are killers
You acting like your life is a model christian
Imagine that, if only you could stop the system
I can’t release a record without cats sending message
Like has he renounced being Seventh Day Adventist?
I should hit you with a mack truck and say it was bad luck
Then Instagram the picture with a smile like and what?

I’m a fighter not a lover of these suckers
Forget the Christian rap, I go gangsta on some dude I used to call brother
But then they'd call brothers, it'd be a Twitter war
Trying to reconcile, but I tried, give them head of thorns
I said enough, or maybe not enough
And nah it’s not about me not getting props enough
This ain't bragging son, I know that I’m nice
I got a God given talent plus a God given marriage

To the holiest Christ, I can flow with a mic
And be a witness with my life with nobody to cosign
What’s got me bugging is some dudes trying to be sly
Fronting like they my friends, when all they wanted to do was P.I
Asking me questions, trying to analyze and verify
And if I give a wrong answer these dudes’ll tap the satellite
Punk suckers, changing the station
Man it seems I lost a couple fans when I got into a relationship

It’s kinda funny but at the same time I’m fevered
Did I give the wrong impression, or did they just by my records cuz they expected to be her. I guess I’ll never know
Emotions never show, my focus ever grows
I hope the negative can shed some positive light
My streams of consciousness or honesty’s like a polygraph
Or it's like Doctor Lightman in the light of passion with a flashlight with bad sight, fired, prying, and asking

Saying "lie to me", except I’m telling the truth
Like an informant being threatened that they’ll kill off his boo
Or a politician after leaving the office of service
Behind closed doors with his cohorts speaking with certainty
And most certainly, I am a hypocrite
Why you think I wrote "The First" on my first album are you listening?
You’re not listening, go get your ears fixed
And hear this, this is for my peers who think they're peerless
Fear this