Count my own money, see the paper cut fingers?

To go indie is a thing. But to put an album in the stores, you need a distribution label.

I keep thinking how young can you die from old age

These other rappers getting bodied and carried away.

I come alive in the night time

Callin my ex-girl or e-mailin my mama, you're the only one that's causin me this drama.

Face to face, just you and me, with no rules. Just like you, I get lonely too.