[Verse]
Okay
Lemme take it right back to the remix shit, to the previous shit that I once was on
Y’all probably don’t believe this kids jumping in this beat someone else has done but yeah
My confidence is on that rise now, I got too much on my mind now
I done sold too many records to not get signed now
But I’ll find out when that label comes, I feel like I ain’t enough
8 am, I’m waking up tryna write this shit to the break of dawn
My life has been one crazy ride, my expectations fade at times
Love me, hate me, make up your mind, sometimes I wish I ain’t alive
But I gotta do this for myself and the culture, hold up, also to the fans
To the ones who still rocking my jams, gotta show love to you all like damn

Yeah, I still remember the homie and I were just looking for chances
Freestyle battle in his grandmothers basement, every Friday I’d pull up near Scranton
It was just me and him at first, both of us would just freestyle goofy
Three weeks later, it becomes an event, looking like mother fucking 8 Mile movie
And every weekend that we had it, shit, I didn’t even feel like B-Rabbit
Matter of fact, I felt like Chetta-Bob, I shot myself tryna help these faggots
So that’s when I dipped, I said fuck this shit, you can have my spot
Five year laters, still here rhyming, everyone else either quit or flopped
Feels like I’m sitting on top, spending my days in the record shop
That’s where the love for hip-hop would start, when you learn all these rhymes and bars
I got an army ready, I’m bout’a storm the troops in
I never was the type to give poor excuses, failure never comes if your born as ruthless
Gotta make my thousands and I’m not talking about the amount of a check
I’m talking about the amount of the Villaination fans who stand out from the rest
And even with this weight on my chest, I play for the best
Taking my steps and I aim to progress, I just hate to assess all the fake who are less
But I ain’t gonna stress, I be taking my med
Somedays I would skip words, like a case of Tourette’s
I be taking a breath, goddamn I think I write too much
But that’s alright, I be diving on this Bobby track now tryna hype it up
All this shit got me so fucked up now that I think my mind is stuck, but
I’m not gonna call myself the greatest rapper when I know I’m not
I’ll let y’all decide that in 20 years when my career’s still on the top, but we

Can agree the best I-N-D-I-E emcee is me
Wanna top 3? Okay, let’s see
Bad Guy, Villain and John Anthony, that’s the big three no one ever can beat
And if we ever compete, expect the most dominate me, like Mohamed Ali
‘Cause obviously I float like butterfly onto the beat and sting like a bee when you bothering me
These demons talking to me, like what the fuck do y’all want from me?
I’ve been through hell, broke through that cell, walked up to Satan and ripped off his tail
Cut that mother fuckers head right off and I walked out feeling so goddamn thrilled
‘Cause that’s how I oughta just feel
I told God to take the wheel, I’m just not appealed
I don’t wanna deal with this shit no no more, goddamn, I know the problem still
Gonna get to me, like the mother fucking ecstasy
I want all my ex’s to see, what they missed out on
Ain’t nobody really ready for the outcome
Shoot for three when I’m down one, my fans love me so how come
Do I never really reach out to ‘em? Well, okay, let’s think about it
If I give you a shoutout but I don’t give them one, then I’ll shit about it
And I’m not tryna get shit about it
All I wanna do is just say what I do, breaking the rules, facing the truth
That I’m just one dangerous dude, I don’t play here to lose
Better chain me up like a dog, I’m bout’a aim for the roof
I meant aim for the booth, potential so high that I passed cloud 9 and went to cloud 92
‘Cause bitch, I’ve been through like way too much, I can’t take the rush
You ain’t sayin’ enough to tryna break me up so just taped- it shut
I ain’t playin’ with’cha, I got too much on my mind now
I done smoked that shit right into ya, a little bit of that indica
You just won’t understand what happened to ya
Like kids in South Asia, you know I’m India

Get it? I’m in to ya? Fuck it
Yeah, oh shit
I don’t know if I said but, I think I got it in there somewhere
Ha, ah man
(Fucking love it)
(Fucking love it)