Turn on the television all you see is nonsense Put that on rappers pants all you see is pom prints Black music is suffering due the content But on the second coming bear with me people, it's Verbally introverted, perverted with thoughts of haunted With social awkward they me often I was taunted The outcast but I out lasted my competition Niggas know it's bad when og's ain't got a pot to pissing Welcome to looserville, the most generic Where music with niggas use gimmicks instead of using skills Where dudes cruise the computer, youtube and stupid thrills It ain't a fucking limit what desperate niggas would do for deals And blog sites don't give a fuck if you lyrically buzzing They more concerned who ambra or nicki is fucking Who rihanna's kissing, that's what's the missing [?] Is still, I'm all music subconscious condition My mother was a christian, my father was a muslim I made my own decision, not one of them try to push them And either direction, the question is pressing your mind Where would half of these rappers be without their Major co signs The same places probably less and no shine I know I'm the underdog and this is why I See mee and curren$y we had this little He said get new york and the nation's next to follow Where's the windy days when you need them Rappers from getting deals, barely see them And this restrictive by my When you insecure, people exploit you during your crisis life Like a labyrinth of maze, full of inhabitants crazed That wanna stab you so you have to be brave Or entrap you inside a lasso so you have to behave And these rappers are worst than bitches adam apple's a shame You amazed, I ain't had a deal yet Maybe cause I'm a real threat My fully automatic flow will get you pussies real wet I will bet that these verses walking the fine line And I ain't even rapping, I'm reading this off my timeline 3 60 Deals is putting artists in graves So why the fuck would you niggas rush to become a slave I guess it's just american dreams Porky kings, yeah, yeah Right out, I am We comin'.