Vision

Uh, yeah, so about this

I didn't really have a plan for this track

I just kinda wrote some shit

Some of it's about my life, but

Some of it's kinda fuckin' weird, but

What do you expect from me, though? Aye

All it takes is a spark like Jordan

And not a fire stoke

It started way back in gym class

I could never climb the rope, I thought

Is this a metaphor for how my life goes?

Will I grow? Is there some heights

I'll never reach unless I learn to fly, though?

Then the devil made an appearance

The fear was searing

Thank God my math teacher taught us

All the Pythagorean theorem

When I get out in the real world, I don't have a clue

What I'ma do, but I better keep makin'

Nineties like the hypotenuse

Got it, dude, is that all there really is?

Is this all we're really taught?

So then rap music became the only thing

That I really bought, my schoolwork tanked

But hip-hop filled the emptiness that's in me

I brought home a couple Fs

I guess my mom blamed it on Easy E

But I was more than just a fan

Parents just don't understand

I'm Mr. Goodbars, mom

I'm about to make a hundred grand

Son of Sam I am, I'm a killer rhymer

Dr. Seuss gave me all the tools

I need, I'm Mr. Hyde inside this boot

Just let me lose

I'm not gonna listen, the world is full

We all in competition

I'll be damned if I'm accepting second best as my position

Whatever I'm missing, please forgive me, little minions

I'm not avoiding contact

I'm just working on my vision

You gotta ride it out

All these life cycles

Went from BMX to buying DMX

And that was my cycle

Before that, I liked vinyls

And my grandma slapped me down

'Cause I broke her needles

Trying to make that record scratch and sound