I don't want it to end yet
But I didn't begin yet
I said you're just a fan
You're just not really a friend yet
Something that I've been said
Practice makes perfect
But I'll probably die tomorrow
Tell me is it really worth it
I can read the latest books
Learn everything I need to
But it seems they'll still
Look at me like a crook
I'm like yeah I'm pretty nice
Yeah I'm pretty much an a*****e
And they don't understand
So it sounds hypocritical but f**k you
And I'm still the one the
Young niggas look up to
Imagine what I'd do if
I was passionate as dudes
Who only look around because
They're searching for the truth
And I'm still searching for a coupe
But only lurking in this booth
And still more hazardous than you
Still a casket fits my suit
I wonder when my last breath is
Life sucks but f**k
I'm really tired of imagining how death is
And Earth is lame
Waiting for the moment that I'm blasting off
I only go hard I found out that you fags is soft
Your sight is too limited to see my vision
And you never listen
So don't tell me OK just to pass me off
