Whatever your shit is, man, do it. Whatever bring you that immense joy, do that, that's your luxury. The greatest thing that ever happened to me was being damned at 20 and leaving Los Angeles for the first time. I got out my bubble, my eyes just wide. My passport is the most valuable. The master couldn't catch me, my legs longer than a bitch. I got too much self-respect, I wash my hands before I piss. They try to talk me, I'ma just go. When I turned 23, that's when puberty finally hit me. My facial hair started growing, my clothes ain't really fit me. That caterpillar went to cocoon, do you get me? See, I was shifting, that's really why cherry bombs sounded so shit. My taste started changing from what it was when they met me. But first impression is everything, ain't wanna let me go. Always curious as a child and asking questions. So I ain't get no fucks if and buts if they accept me. Yo, my boys gave me a P, gave me that speech in Italy. Session, um, thankfully by hour three, it lead to a perspective, um. Thoughts change so rapid, turn about to fly, fly, boy, happen. All the bees buzz me, they buzz screen, they love me. First time my private airline, accolade song got airtime. Going to my style, body, the feelings, and fix my airline. Calm down in front of cameras, been there, said tens of millions. I'm not that little boy I was introduced to at one time. Mama's in the shelter when yonkers drop, I don't say it. When I got her out, that's the moment I knew I've made it. I don't come for money, they deny it. Since I don't mirror the stereotypical products of my environment. Eight figures in taxes, taking that shit is stupid. The flower gets its petal, they plucking, but never use it. It's still potholes in the schools, where does it go? It's still loopholes that I use, nobody knows. Massa couldn't catch me, my legs longer than a bitch. Got too much self-respect, I wash my hands before I piss. They try to talk me up, but I keep short like Caesar. Eyes open if I pray, cause I can't trust God either. I purchase more wheels when I feel like I'm third wheeling. My favorite part of the double R is the bird ceiling. The panoramic view of the sky and the sun beaming. That ray of light show that nobody is front seating. I'm on the hunt for perfect, but decent is what I've been on. I know she fell in love, but commitment is not my end goal. And all my friends that did got too comfy. A little chubby in that drive to make that money drive up when that nose was running. We ain't gotta pay attention to the stuff that he battles. Everyone I ever loved had to be loved in the shadows. Tug of war with X and Y felt like a custody battle. Felt like the boat going down, it felt like I'm missing a paddle. Might buy that crib in Seattle, covered in grass like in gravel. It come with two boats and cattle, I'm living sweet, ain't you heard? It's perspective from the peak of a purge. Hope I peek, you take my piece, you gon' see me run. Like thieves to the knot, I'm paranoid, I sleep with a gun. They eat on my young, they'll lose because they beefing for fun. I'm fiending for nigh, I'm conscious, know my hands meet when I bow. I'm grateful, you niggas hateful. You eat at me, you gotta play it full. You can't relate to these things I say to. These instrumentals, whether it's wealth talk or shit that's painful. I paint full pictures of my perspective on these drum breaks. Just for you to tell me it's not good from your lunch break. Holiday season! I'm teaching you have to understand from perspective. Check your resources, nigga!