I know that you think this song's for you I used to long for you and adore you My life was just fine way back before you Now when you reach out I just ignore you You got me lost for so long You got me so wrong for so long So long No, I never thought I could live my life without you All you ever seem to do is scream and make it all about you And so I doubt you, I doubt you even know what's on my mind I said I doubt you, I doubt you even know I left you behind I know that I've been living In the city of stars with it's flying cars A brand new home for everyone and even life on Mars You got me lost for so long You got me so wrong for so long And so I doubt you, I doubt you even know what's on my mind I said I doubt you, I doubt you even know I left you Yeah, uh, yeah Much love to Def Jam even though they undershit me Did me like Bobby did Whitney but the fans was with me Know my name around the world but it still ain't hit me All the talent in the world and they still don't get me I didn't talk about my race on the whole first album But black versus white bullshit was still the outcome How come these motherfuckers can't seem to let it go Judging rap by race instead of the better flow Who gives a fuck who made it I penetrated and innovated Why they emulate it give a fuck if I'm hated I'ma do it till I get it fuckin' nominated Bitch I dominate it Yeah, emails from Rick Rubin Dinner with no I.D. Chillin' with P-I-G-G-A-double-D-Y-K-A-N-E Not many get to do what I do when our enemies Thinkin' they slick as fuck like they finna be frontin' me But let's get back to the music I'm gone Outside of this solar system I'm searchin' for paradise Livin' the life, bitch I'm Benefet Fuck all these cats on the internet I love hip-hop and I hate hip-hop Cause people that love Pac hope that Drake gets shot Cause he raps about money and bitches for heaven's sakes Pop did the same shit just on the drum break Now I ain't wanna name names I'm just droppin' this game We all people, all equal Now let me let off Yeah, yeah, now let me let off Tougher than raw denim I flow you can identify Tyler said it best back in the day we just tryna get by Two words most deaf in my headphones Black on one side now I'm in another zone Switch flows fuck em up Play the game run em up Yeah I sold a couple records but people don't give a fuck All the people want is real Guess that's what logic appeal All the power in the world Hold up tell me how that feel Racism on television and magazines payin' taxes The soldiers don't run out of magazines God damn Country don't give a fuck who I am Just a youngin' on the rise with the mic in my hand And I am his to the rock The 45 Glock that my older brother popped Shot and I am finally on top Too high up now to drop Stop we gettin' guap, gettin' guap I am livin' like I ain't got it Spit the flow so robotic man who gives a fuck about it Mammal until I die but I had to get the fuck about it I love it and hate it you probably don't know man I doubt it