This System

[Verse]
Yo, I'm holy
Go jail, do home in this system, thank God I ain't goin' back to Kolee
On go with the engine faulty, they wanna lie, I stroke that goatee
I'm telling them, "Stop that"
Man, just one more goal in this final, please don't drop back
Don't go shop, then home, then shop, you might not pop back
See through the fake, ain't gotta wear glasses or put in my contacts
Throw that spanner, I work like Ratchet, last one left, kinda feel like a Lombax
Still gonna flood that wing right now, this team's too compact
Believe in miracles, turnt words to a salary
Drunk, and even this water winehouse, I ain't goin' back, Valerie
Stab wounds, 20ish times, in court these days gotta plead insanity
So many need guidance, not cages, gotta change up faculty
G.O.A.T. in a human statue
Circuit small, the cycle the same, it's demons spin some devilish Nascar
Times that wheat, it should be more adequate, more hoes and pasta
I don't wanna win MOBOs or Grammys, I wanna win BAFTAs
Act like everything seems okay, this script compelling
God is my witness, and my dad went and gone back to heaven
Relieving that pain, reducing the swelling, naproxen music
Had a sit with Carson, no espionage, no Vladimir Putin
Pay that price when I signed that music contract, that fee is disputed
She wanna party with the rappers and the ballers, Michael Rubin
It might apply what that if the shoes fit, my main one shoeless
Sorry, my bro, I'm in jail, I just did it how you did