The Confident Homie

Look at the time, look at the times, look at the simpler times, yeah

Outta my mind, gotta remind, I ain't be falling behind, yeah

I'm on the grind, it is a sign, that I be spittin them lines, yeah

Maybe I feel like I should go to church, homie, the flow is divine, yeah

Completin' the task, doing it fast like I'm in chemistry class, when

I'm in the Trap, writing them raps, talented, bright and fantastic

When I'm upset, or when I clash, I'm walking down to Sebastian

I got priorities, never in last, alla my haters in past tense, yeah

All these people I'm finna motivate

Why we beefin, I'mma control the hate

Faulty mental health, suffering depression, counteracting as a shoulder weight

Move ahead and I be going straight