Crystal Ball

I don’t know what it was But ever since I Was a rat on the rug Always dreamt having enough of abundance Of 20s and 50s and 100s But, ask me how I was gonna say not now But I will figure it out For now roll blunts Gonna blow smoke by the clouds Cuz I am just a child My mind’s not developed yet So I wanna get high like the Netherlands With my brethrens in Amsterdam All of us together going HAM sir damn Understand, we wanna buy land that is just still sand We gotta blueprint but we don’t even share it with our fans But we mapped out a plan to expand and ignite our ends Here’s how it started out I was probably about 5 when I first had visions of me just ballin’ out In love with rap music that my cousins kept playing loud Nas, 2pac, Biggie, Wu-Tang play it out We wouldn’t play around We would sit around thinking wow You couldn’t rap if you weren’t lyrical That was way before the digital Fast forward now In high school, I’m rapping now About the pounds of crack And the gats that I’m strapped with now Only thing is, the actual raps aren’t factual now Shit, I better stop acting now Before I get bodied like a Royal Rumble Or get caught slipping like a frozen puddle Speed it up now I’m a grown man that’s wants to be a comedian now I was mad stressed My life was a mess Always vexxed Now my wife is an ex I would have jokes that filled up the page But as soon as I get up on stage Delivery week, nobody engaged I was enraged I couldn’t get hyped up As soon as I lifted the mic up I would just bomb like Al-Qaeda Well, f*ck this now I’ma hang this shit up I’m broken now so my anger built up What the f*ck am I gonna do Obviously… I am not comical But Is rapping at 30 possible Probably My life’s been drama b Let’s talk about it on some Renaissance beats Just me and him b, we ain’t got no army Ever since he sent me the very first beat I was like a beast who was very hungry Imagine please. Me. As a rookie Not to mention just turn thirty But I don’t give a f*ck Words can’t hurt me Plus you don’t know what it’s like Sleeping in your car In the dead of night In the backseat while you are thirsty Looking real bent. No ones being flirty Im spitting on wax, you cannot burn me Up real late or am I up early Life is a gamble. So bet on me All my loved ones ain’t gotta worry We gonna make it That is my guarantee