Might As Well Confess

Tell me what I missed in my absence, seems like y'all grew impatient
I know I been M.I.A. but look who y'all chose as replacement
Really now that's amazing, and nah I wasn't vacating
I was just working harder so we could make all them stations
That turned us down when we asked them to play us
But they just played us
Some screaming that hip hop dead and
Some screaming that I'm the savior
But talking like that ain't characteristic of my behavior
Want it all now, still remain patient, rather be greater
So... do your thing, talk your talk, I ain't mad atcha
Please... just don't compare me to wack rappers
I am not be categorized with frat rappers
No disrespect but how many you know that can rap backwards
Like me follow, overtake might I tomorrow
Harder blowing be haters these but wind for known Chicago
Pain your all drown to enough - carry don't days these bottles
Approaching that checkered line boy
Don't make me stop on the throttle
Nah, I know y'all smarter than that boys
Y'all street cred ain't even no where near as hard as y'all act boys
All the hype in the world, it don't mean y'all really could rap boys
Bet I could knock all of your punch lines out with one jab boys wait
Let me slow down, pipe the flow down with y'all hoe sound
We get the point that you smoke weed
And you got hoes but that's old now
I'm new real fresh iller run up in your city like a lil Godzilla
Heard em' all hatin but you'd figure by now
It's about that time to stop frontin when really you

Now how did I go from getting evicted to further than y'all predicted
Now every girl I meets a free agent and unrestricted
I'm unassisted, young and gifted
Not to mention living the life that all you bums insisted I wouldn't
Remember that?
I promise y'all gon' be wishing y'all couldn't remember that
I'm putting' an end to that
See y'all could pretend I'm wack but y'all couldn't ignore the facts
And the fact is, none of y'all even know what a fact is
Till I snap back and attack all these rappers backwards
I'm a savage, with years of practice, couldn't match this
We on the map now, check your atlas
I'm on my grind you, on a mattress
Flow so Earving, call it magic, y'all tragic must not know my status
I've had it might get in the habit, of putting y'all lames in a casket
Won't stand a slight chance in my bracket
Ain't average never been I'm fantastic
Scratch that, better yet way passed it, make classics
On a day to day basis, so basically saying y'all basic
Like asics sneakers
No places for y'all amongst all this greatness
I see right through all that fakeness
Claim y'all heavy, y'all weightless
I'm pretty sure your spot is the next up on my to take list
And certain that the top is the next up on my to stay list
I've learned that being ill ain't a sickness, it's advantageous
That's why I'm hated, highly debated
Lost somewhere between the lines of faded and underrated
Awaiting the day I look at moms and tell her we made it
And now it's feeling sooner than ever, I know y'all hate it but y'all