Better

It doesn’t matter What they say about me now I’ve gotten better At saying never and no how The cypher Keeps calling I’m staking my claim My idols keep falling Right out of the way Yeah, simplify the reasons Yeah, taking back the season. About to backtrack on the Snapbacks Hit me with the malfeasance ain’t about fame Operatronic insane, can’t tame it Took a father figure just to maintain it Now, I’m running out of love While you running out of luck Jump ship before your face get tainted Blasted for imperfection just about passed it A new direction Done wit getting type casted About to break one Another fake one Back to take one Going ape mon Where u think I got the cake Baked it I’m on a whole nother level let’s face it Still got records to break Footage to slate And I’m running outta patience