Guest Room

Match is lit, candles burning
I'm trying to teach these kids, but I don't think that they learned it
I see you in the grass, you be lookin' like a serpent
Even with the scales on your back I can tell that you hurting
You be lurking in the shadows but I'm ready for the battle
And it doesn't really matter, long as cake is on the platter
Not just the menu. I'm trying to get to venues. I got no time for rescues and yet I find 'em refuge
When I sneeze there's no "God bless you," they really do test you
I'm doing what the best do while they all try to finesse you
I made a stu out the guest room. This not what the rest do, no
This not what the rest do

I'm doing big things in smaller places
I'm seeing different faces. It's getting hard to tell who be faking
Who do it just for the brand and the expensive fragrance
Man I can not take it. Nah, fuck, I'll take it
I've sat back too long, I've lost my patience
Like an oven, I'm baking-- rise like dough I be making
I'm facing toward the trouble that's pacing. They racing to case it
My mind's been awakened, with breath I be taking
'Bout to turn aching to breaking for the ones that are snaking around every corner
'Bout to go on a slaughter. 'Bout to get in a foreign then pick up somebody's daughter
Cuz I'm done being fodder- I'm 'bout to go farther
Look up to the sky and say "hello" to my father
Cuz your death made me stronger, and this room's where I prosper