Me

Verse
17,440 spitters
3,000 corny and 5,000 are bitter
2,400 love weed, pussy or liquor
In the game just so they can get fame and money quicker
4,000 imitate Weezy, Drizzy or Jigga
150 try to work out like Fifty to get bigger
990 using beats from the 90’s hoping Ninth wonder finds em or signs em and pulls the trigger
1,600 emcees are saying nigga
Even though they’re Caucasian
It’s crazy
But here’s the kicker
There’s 99 dudes that’s nice, the only hiccup
Is their music really deals with real life so you don’t pick ‘em
And there’s 200 women with not so pretty figures
So you see they video and you dis em
And it figures, bout half of these dudes want major deals to get richer
When they see the freshman cover they mad as hell at the picture
17,439 rappers tell you that they’re hotter, iller and sicker
Than anybody alive, and it might be a lie
But they beg for you to follow them on twitter
And then there’s me…
Music’s keeping me from death
When everyone is just all right I’m what’s left
Used to blame everyone else but I accept
My path, my choices, my steps, I’m blessed
Can I get an Amen?
Looking in the mirror like Sha say when
The future’s getting nearer matter fact it’s right here
So I gotta stop playing tomorrow became today
Are you hearing the shit I’m saying?
Good…God!