Goated Interlude

Yeah
Aye

I been so disturbed comin' down with a sickness
Fucked up in the head, nobody can help me fix it
True psychopath displayin' the characteristics
Cuz every time I get pissed, I be going ballistic
Saying off the wall shit, they tell me I'm sadistic
Really got a gift like it came wrapped from St. Nicklaus
Records I've been makin' bound to be featured in Guiness
And skills that I exhibit, no one can claim they predicted
Down up on my luck, but its lookin' like tides are shiftin'
Said I would be great, and I spoke it into existence
Eatin' rappers on the go, please pull up to the picnic
And if we talkin' beef then I'm 'bout to enjoy some brisket
Lickin' on yo' chops, cuz you know this dish is delicious
Countless hours I spent cookin' heat in the kitchen
See my shit droppin', you know that they gonna click quick
Want a real banger, I'm someone that you should get with
Hunger games out here, I volunteer for my district
Ain't aimin' for Rushmore, I want Olympus
At the rate I'm goin', hard not to be optimistic
But this is pure will, hard work, and persistence
Don't wanna jinx my self, i'm superstitious
The perks that come with this, been peakin' my interests
But what I construct can open a couple bridges
Plan to travel the globe, invest in my own logistics
Tryin' to get my name out and seems that this routes the quickest
Got nothin' to lose, so I'll go head and just risk it
Gamble on my future like I'm posted up at Mystic
It's in god's hands now, and I ain't even religious
Front row tickets so the doubters can witness
A misfit, occupyin' the chair where the king sits
So down to earth I'm defyin' the law of physics
Carry the team on my back, but I'm feelin' the stiffness
And I've really had it with dealin' with all these dimwits
Askin' how I do it, know that I don't tend to give tips
But since the game was in need of some assistance
The doc has arrived to finally give it a chin lift

Know I got the drive, 'bout time to fire up the pistons
Been gassed up, no need to check with a dipstick
Truly automatic, but I can switch to a stick shift
No one on my level, don't group me in with these dipshits
Seen they got my downfall written all over they wishlist
Thinkin' that it's cool, but honestly it's some bitch shit
People with my name in they mouth should hop off of this dick
Told 'em all to back up, they don't respect social distance
Weedin' out the haters is provin' to be my sixth sense
Been self sufficient, since I was an infant
Ball is in my court, anybody can catch this clinic
And no one's gonna stop me from gettin' my daughters tuition
So cold, rooms that I step in tend to get frigid
All the chirpin' I heard before has turned into crickets
Now I'm flexin' like Popeye ate his spinach
The boom bap flow has got me goin' vintage
Doors open up when you boot 'em off of the hinges
The pictures been clear, just focusin' on my image
Don't worry 'bout me I'm goin' about my business
Just gettin' started, and definitely far from finished