Middle Child Remix

Study every rapper like a game film
Making blueprints
What they saying? How they doing? Can I do it better?
Will I be a champ or a legend or a menace?
No matter where i am
I be sticking with the fam and the fans, I don't have a lot of friends
Keep the benz and the bands, I got bigger plans if I land grands
Many of the cycle never had a chance, 209 Standards
916 fam taught me man up
One chance, one shot
I ain't gotta lot of time my clock, watch
I ain't got money or a product on the lot
Used to be a homeless kid on the block watching
Writing til my hands hurt jotting
I am not surprised if they plotting
All I can do is just focus while marching
Martin the king and got me
This is what takes to make it famous
Get inside the maze, change the game and the station
Course there been a lot of people, now i gotta thank them
Words upon a paper from the pencil of ah poet
Keep my brothers closer than the paper
Got the mind of a menace, my heart is colder in the vision
Now I'm feeling dangerous
Waking every morning, breathe a new kind of anger
Leaving the world a war raging
Every critic, every fan, bouta listen wit a gooseneck
Mothafuckng doom yo tune, the crew set
I will never sign to the heavens or devil, i’m not desperate
Words used to hurt til I learned all my lessons
Getting use to all the diss lines
What they doing this time?
Spreading hella rumors on my name
Just a random white guy
I know people lying just to get me on their level, so I say bye
I don’t say hi, get away, I'm walking the 8 mile
This is the place, I feel safe today, my mom proud to say it, i hate doubts
Common to sea (see) ah flow coming
Stay a float the little boat, puffing
Pumping yo guns, your weed smoke's a joke, you know nothing
(Pause)
Start to feel the pressure, explode, I flow venom
Splashing holy water on your father when I'm litty
Only way to make it, i take it to first base
Thinking a second of home base
Running from 3rd to home plate
Grand slam, thank god for my old man
I stand here today
(pause)
I been blessed