Through the Static

[Verse]
I'm a mothafuckin' problem for these folks rappin'
I'm feelin' so past it
I'm sick of dealin' with this fake shit, it's so plastic
Yeah, I won't sit with you
Fuck what you listen to
Cause I'ma do more damage with the pencil than John Wick could do
This industry's shady, it's got me feelin' something vicious
Watchin' all these rappers broke as fuck, talkin' about cash and bitches
A couple years ago, I didn't have a pot to piss in
Then I learned the music, now everyday feels like fuckin’ Christmas
I’m catchin' listens, I love it but it ain't the business for me
See, y’all will hate on anything before you check the story
Like ten years, I've been grindin' for a dream, now it's fuck anybody who didn’t believe
I’m payin' bills with a Spotify check
Lookin down at my debt like, "Peace!"
Man, there ain’t no one more surprised than I’ve been
But it ain’t about the money
It’s about the music, dummy
I ain’t been this hopeful since the first time I heard God Loves Ugly
Checkin' the microphone in here, it be like "One, Two!"
You got a goal to make it big? Well I got one, too
I’m bout to mix the ingredients for a perfect flow and when that shit explodes I know that all of y’all can get the smoke (Get the smoke)
You see, we do it for the love now
If you ain’t up for the challenge then sit the fuck down
And since we last met I had a couple changes
Switched up some priorities, found some medications
And I pushed myself to limits, I never thought would be possible
And found the fear of failure the only actual obstacle
The music dope, the lyrics' fresh
The content always topical
The shit I do, respectable, but love is always optional
You seein’ the team I’m seein'? Yeah we steady, droppin'
Keanu Reeves in Speed like, yeah, I’m never stoppin'
And that’s routine shit, cause everyday we flexin'
Like, "Do you even lift?" "Yeah, spirits through the message"
Listen then go write their own shit cause they so inspired
Come in with flame right off the dome guess I’m your Ghost Rider
My third eye’s got a birds eye view open
I’m hella woke like doin DMT with Joe Rogan
I’m floatin' through the city on some introspective shit
And this is just the intro, what did you expect from this?
It’s heart hop and we’ve been real from the inception
Fuck bein' cool, I’m tryna make a real connection
Don’t wanna disappoint, Game of Thrones: Season 8
I’m fucking Breaking Bad, go out at the top of my game
Thinkin' of sellin' out just to make a name but I would rather be myself any day
See, I just need to be true to the love and the madness
Especially when in the booth, I’ll never change for the masses
And there's a lotta dumb shit masquerading this passion
And I’m just tryna reach you-
Aye
Through the static (Static, static, static)
(Static, static, static)
(Static, static, static)
(Through the static)