S.S. 01

[Verse]
Uh, ain't no half stepping
Peg leg ass niggas need to get out my direction
This ain’t E for everyone, listen at your own discretion
After they appointed Jeff, I deleted my old sessions
And had to start new, get my act right
Built it from the ground up, like, it's stalagmites
Y;all niggas came from the top, now you falling like stalactites
Special stage yeah I'm mad right
I’m tired of rap niggas braggin', like they really 'bout that action
Couldn't write a decent verse to save they family from a casket
What you gon' do when the Reaper knocking at your door
Money don't matter no more, only your faith in the Lord
And fake support I can't endorse
Culture vultures emulating the young black voice
But don't speak when the heat is on
Then put your skin bleachers on
Go back to being white again
Or whatever it is
You identify with, I identify a prick
Point ’em out in the crowd and introduce the mob style
Let me make it clear I’m not your token black boy
I'm a focused black boy
Erasing the black board
All these antiquated thoughts, left residue on us all
But God still blessing us all
If this The Matrix I gotta question it all
Will I save Trinity or the City
It ain’t pretty dawg

[Chorus]
Man I need a break, through
Been working at this shit everyday, who
Tryna send shots my way
They don't understand
Man I swear my future's in my hands dawg
Man I need a break, through
Been working at this shit everyday, who
Tryna send shots my way
They don't understand
Man I swear my future’s in my hands dawg
I won't break