Yes Sir

I sit back and kick it to relax but I can't
'Cause I seem to have a genie in my mind like a lamp
I'm thinkin' up some wishes but I'm humble like Kendrick
I know what I like and what I want I'm commended
I'm confident it'll all work out as intended
I'd be lying if I stated that I wasn't even trying
I'm mindin' my own business in this shit like a fly
I be rhymin' 'bout the standing ovation I'ma get when hittin' stages
It's crazy I been plannin' this in so many phases and it hasn't even phased me
And maybe my lyrics gettin' better as of lately
But I kinda be pacin' the floor like I'm 'boutta get evicted from this business
How is that for a knock at the door
And you are not gonna be positive exactly what will happen as you open up that bitch
And as you tend to play it over in the back of your mind you will be hopin' you'll get rich
Sippin' slowly on some liquor if you know me you know I'm no real alcoholic
Homie believe me I am honestly showing nothing phony
If I was then disown me
In the meantime, I'm controllin' every breath that I take
And I move myself deliberately, each step makes me a better person
Never worse than I was because I'm hurtin'
And the pain will go away when I discover whatever is lurkin' deep down inside me
I'm raising the stakes like my filets are in the air
And you are crazy insane if you think I will never care
'Cause I'm makin' a change and I am not a cashier

This beat here, it's the type no hook is needed
A little bit Influenced by J. Cole and Lil Dicky
And as I progress on my journey, I tend to be a lil' picky
Yearning for something that some would call perfection
I guess it's just instinct
No boy band but we're all in sync, most of us anyway
Some sip CÎROC and some sip Hennessey
Some want it all and some the bare necessities
Either way we all search for the perfect recipe
And yes, it be quite the analogy
For the way to live and behave and coexist
But most forget the "co" part
I sit back and listen to first albums like So Hard by Lil Dicky
Sometimes it's Young Sinatra by Logic
Other days, J. Cole comes through the speakers with The Come Up or The Warm Up or Friday Night Lights
All solid classics I draw inspiration, I grasp it
For each aforementioned album, I'm not trynna pass it or match it
I just wanna get established
And fashion some sort of source of income or fanbase
I know I got what it takes
What a cliché if I say so myself
If I may elaborate on that income line
I don't wanna do this shit for wealth
I mean I really do but I don't
I mean I get confused cause the old saying goes
Be careful what you wish for
And me I typically exercise an abundance of caution
I gotta do somethin' 'fore I end up in a coffin
Either way, no amount of proof or evidence will keep people from scoffin'
At me, or you, authority too
I don't pay no mind cause there ain't shit I can do