Nobody said it was easy.

Once upon a time

I write rhymes that can stand the test of time
The credit’s mine you bloodsuckers ain’t getting a dime
Tryin’ to antagonize me I’m fighting isolation
from the rest of this quick-judging fucking nation

If you’re so quick to judge
Your stubborn ass won’t budge
Oh fuck that Everett he’s so disrespectful
Well fuck you, your diss is dreadful

It’s call modesty/humility never bragging my skills
But you assholes wouldn’t know if I paid my dues
Nights by the desk lamp
Times with a food stamp.

From just a bill to half a Ben
now half a mil I’m winning still
Many losers I have seen
but if I suck then why’m I chill?

Just ‘cause I have twice the talent
Y’all upset I upset the balance
You’re just on the starting line
I’m way ahead with the best time

Once upon a time my brother committed a crime
I took the blame while he took the fame
“The family name must be protected from shame”

No chance for honour so I’m gonna
Heed my advice: leave revenge for the petty
Focus myself elsewhere no need for a deity
While you fellas be gawking Imma get on her

See—-
I’m the epitome of public enemy
When I spit my rhymes my rivals flee
Shit that wasn’t original shit that was old
Shit I’m running out of words that haven’t been told

Fuck the Kings of Leon I’m the King from here on
Though I’ll probably end up with a Queen from the Scene
of 2008 with bangs that hang down her bed head
Bad head but she reads writes so she always be right