Draft Day [Remix]

Yaya
I’ve been stupid focused
Coulda been the brokest
So sick with the pen it’s so offensive if you said I wrote this
I see them taking notes and
I see them taking notice
I see them in my DM’s laughing, but no time for joking
Not Kendrick, but I'm floating
Foes is always roasting
Toke a toll, no token
Rain dancing over oceans
I'm Professor Oak and
I'm limitless with potions
Man, screw just what you posting
I want you to know this
I’m buggin the game to let me run the sky like black locusts
Let my people know and
(LET MY PEOPLE GO)!
Black Moses
With words I’ve spoken
Seems like I was chosen
I hate fake boasting
I’ll make sure you know this
I’m taking back everything that I said I couldn’t conquer
How I do and how I move, I know it may seem bonkers
Losing to depression, came to settle the score
Used to be the loser, now I’m chairman of the board
I vividly remember all those times of loneliness
Now cause I don’t play fetch, they just wanna bone to pick
If you love me now, I promise now he’s put to rest
It’s 2018 and some things I wanna address
Won’t name drop; i was told that stuff is pathetic
And you know who you are, but here is the ultimate message
If you owe me something, needa pay it upfront
Not drop hella singles and quote unquote “stunt”
This’ll probably get back to you somehow through the grapevine
When it does, you’ve got my email, hey, in the mean time
Here’s the updated blueprint for my machinery
I know there’s gaps in my vision, but enjoy the scenery
I swear they love smoking and just drinking thru the funnels
While I’m moving lowkey as if I was diggin tunnels
Ain’t no crayons for this book, this my ultra light beam
But this year was hella dirty, so Imma come clean when I say
I was drinking
Wasn’t thinking
I was smoking
Lost my focus
Spoke the most but
Had no motives
If I was loving
She was dubbing
So I fortified my craft
I just worked on all my jabs
Had resecure the bag
Stayed up in my lab
Nate Robinson with the blocks
Not sorry i had to pop
So sorry I cannot stop
Never argued with cops
My brutality hit ya vitals
See everyone as a rival
I'm back to reading the bible
They singing America idol
Man, no wonder why they whine for what they couldn't get
But I guess if they don’t see it, they caught on their deception
A few months ago, I swear all I knew was L season
It’s a new homie, this is only-Beat-the-bell season
If you wanna leave because I speak, then homie, please, just do it
Told that doing nothing is something I’m not doing
6pm from Hell, hope they all wanna listen
All in or I never in, yeah, they know my risking
Wanna have Kaleb Mitchell as a homie or fan soon
I’m snapping on tracks your favorite rapper just met his doom
Awoke from my purgatory, found this dirty halo
They know my Shadows & Ghosts, don’t ask for demons & angels
Spotify gave a check, you can’t put me in a box
I circled tried angles, I swear I’m breaking locks
I'm ignoring what they say, realize that they could never hurt me
This the year of my inferno, and I’m showing no mercy
I’m in a position where I distance myself from all greedy people
Learning greedy people don’t need people
So what’s that mean for highlights when I kill a first take?
I promise I’m the first pick when they call me for a draft day
No ApologieZ, so I you know I had really really had to do it to ya