Dear Me, I Think I’m Becoming a God

(Verse 1)
Word on the road that The Lox wanna sign me, any of the three juice bars you can find me, I get high, it's clear I grew up in the 90's, when I die, just make sure my suit is shiny. New York City take a look around, I saw some Queens in the Boogie Down, listen to BIG when we're Brooklyn bound, but every single borough put it down, they're making money in Manhattan, I get high and smoke to Wu-Tang in Staten, if I was from Hollywood, I'd probably be acting, but I'm from New York, that's why I started rapping, heard DMX for the first time in 98, I was only 9, how could I relate? I love where I'm from, the empire state, not just the city, the entire state

(Verse 2)
I told Dza let me know when the kush is right, Orbitz, booking flights, Fortes, shook the dice. The odds were against me, fuck dead presidents, the Gods represent me. What you think I rap for, to push a fucking jaguar? I'm tryna leave a Legacy, wilin' out, fishtailing, high off of memories, Forty saying sour is like Pac saying Hennessy, they will remember me

(Verse 3)
I go where the beat is, I don't know what sleep is, yeah I know what beef is, you know where my street is, no more words, now it's time for action, I don't need to soul search or try to find a passion, rappers can't rap now, so they're trying fashion, posing , voguing, they wanna be on Maxim, my girl looks like a spandex model, I got bars no Xanax bottle