Enclosed

(Chorus x2)
I’m enclosed inside these written rhymes and
All in due time I'ma make that cake cuz
I never listened to no hate from fakes
I got more important shit on my plate
It’s my fate I'ma get so great
They used to just underestimate
But the only fuck I give is about the music I create

(Verse 1)
Shooting for the stars cuz I got a date with destiny
Studied the recipe now it seems to be so clear to me
That I can achieve anything in which I’ve ever dreamed
A house on the hills and a life filled with thrills
Buy my mom a crib and whip that’d be sick
And give back to the people who dealt with my shit
Tryna live a life of health and wealth
But they always put my ass on the shelf like an elf
Fuck y’all I just worry bout myself
And ain’t nobody stopping me until my body dropping
And them bitches in the lobby and I be they favorite hobby
My flow boom just like a shotty but
They ain’t watching me yet tho
I’m slept on but I keep on
Now I’m so gone on another level
That could wreck ya mental and I never settle
Cuz the instrumental’s so sentimental
Bitch I’m hotter than a boiling kettle
Sitting out in the summer sun
I could never be done I’m having too much fun
So when you see me just best run
I’m tucking and gunning you will not
Even see me coming with that
Bump in the truck from the EP Soon
Leaving you doomed like you ate a pound of shrooms
Smoke fills the room when you play my tunes
Listen to it and get lost

(Verse 2)
Still the same dude staying true to his values
Who the fuck are you tryna judge what I do
Like trigonometry you never try to learn me
I can feel the jealousy when I’m rhyming on a beat
Bringing people to they feet like a preacher when I speak
Reaching new peaks while these rappers underneath
I’m the greatest most underestimated from Iowa
Where there is some talent but no scene
But I put in practice so I’m gonna get this dream by any means
I work like the many at a nine to five
But I’d rather make music until I die
Cuz I’m on that grind even if you scrutinize
And I realize now that the only person
That can ever stop me is myself
So I work for the wealth until I’m better a
And there’ll be no competition cuz they always lack the vision
Bitch I'm on a fucking mission for a better way of living
Tryna give back to the family
Spreading the knowledge through putting my nieces and nephews through college
I wish I could do it I know I can do it
If I just put all of that work in through art I’m pursuing
And what I’m producing and rapping
I could make it happen
So I’m clapping back against these wack acts
Trash ass who need to practice
Hone in on your craft before you drop that shit
And talk that shit I don’t fuck with it

Verse 1
Chorus
Verse 2
Chorus