DREAMS
[Verse 1]
It’s the first song of the day
And I feel great
My future isn’t up for debate
But idk how we’re gonna get there
How the fuck do I get played on air
Where I swear and talk about Derogatory topics
I’m in the laboratory creating hot shit
I don’t fully understand economics
All I know is being poor and wanting more
All I know is on the first on the month I have to pay rent
All I know is it takes 2 to 3 months to see a cent from this music
All I know is besides my therapist I found something therapeutic
I pick this pen up and use it
I finally found a way to abuse it
I just open my app
And the lines fall into my lap
I just follow thе snare or clap
I make a beat that’s boom bap or trap
I snap on my mic
Thеre’s nobody I sound alike
[Verse 2]
I ride a bike without any training wheels
Feels like a big deal when you’re small
Now I’m doing it with rap and I’m not trying to fall
Like learning to dribble a ball
I’m not fumbling
Stumbling over myself
I want a Grammy to put on my shelf
Only person I’m trying to impress is myself
Give twelve year old me the inspiration he needs
Feed him with my knowledge
Sending him a message
To his damaged brain
Try and drain all the negative thoughts
Applaud him for getting up
For getting in the tub
For scrubbing his hair
For taking care
I understand shit wasn’t fair
But you bared through it
You said screw it I'm staying
So I’m over here slaying these bars
Healing these scars
We’re gonna be a star
I’m going to get a nice car
We gonna go far
Get on my favorite rappers radar
So we can do a song
I think it’ll be strong
But it has to happen soon
How many more years is Eminem going to rap
Some of my favorites already took a eternal nap
But I’ll also be happy getting on with some people of today
Like packy
Chris webby
Joyner Lucas
Soon enough these shout outs won’t be useless
The process will be painless
I will no longer be nameless