The Show

Welcome to my laboratory, I'm on my grind man
An EP in one day? I'm out my mind man
I out write what you spend a month trying to craft
Not to mention it took one night, yea I know your mad
But cheer up, I know you're good at some stuff
Like buying clothes, sweating hoes, and shoving up your butt plug
Yea
The talent's inconceivable
But I have to dumb it down to make it more believable
Standing on a balcony, a crowd full of people
Shouting, screaming out to me, tryna catch an earful
Swelling up the balance of my next account receivable
All for writing little rhymes, man I love this gift if mine