THIS IS ME. (Intro) Lyrics

Watch me

You see how far I'll go

To seek the lord, while you may

To seek the lord

They ain't ready for me

Nah, they ain't ready for me

They ain't ready for me

Nah, they ain't ready for me

Okay

Hold up, wait

God forgive me for the words I'm bout to say

It's Noah Layne, bitch, and I come here to slay

Drop a gem or two for my enemies, better pray

Ice Cube, no AK today

Deployed and came back, and now I'm changin' up the cycle

Turnin' all my idols right into rivals

Got body bags more zippers than Michael

Thriller, I'm a killer on the mic oh

My mob hit a hundred and we all goin' psycho

Mafia or anime, whichever one you like hoe

Double entendre, bitch, I am a monster

Red Bull with wings, Zoa warrior conscious

I'm just honest, dialect ebonic

I'm just honest, dialect ebonic

I'm just honest, dialect ebonic

They ain't ready for me

Nah, they ain't ready for me

They ain't ready for me

Nah, they ain't ready

What do you say to young men who come to you for advice?

Who feel lost? who don't really know where they fit into society?

I say that life as a man is exceptionally difficult

I say the most beautiful and the most terrifying thing about being a man is you're born without value

Society doesn't care about you

You're only gonna be cared about based on how useful you are

You have the chance to build yourself up and become a superhero

If you're prepared to do the hard work and be indefatigable enough to never quit

But, if you're gonna stand around and wait for a handout

Nobody's gonna ever respect you and I think that

A lot of people have forgotten about how difficult and how competitive it is as a man

We're always in constant competition with each other

And it's your duty as a man to stand up and say I want to be as important

And strong and good-hearted and God-fearing as possible

And I need to work hard to achieve those things

Ain't got no money in the bank, but I'm still going harder

Pennies turn to nickels and nickels turn into quarters

Dollar in a dream, holler at 'em and scream, that this the slaughter

I write my own destiny, bitch, I'm the author

Wieldin' Excalibur, and you reap what you sow to

And if I ever have a son or daughter, I'ma be the best father

Word on my mama, not into the drama

Lightning bolt Ramuh, when I'm on a timer

Bank account looking like I need an extra comma

Hundred bar spitter, call me an alpaca

When I get a foreign, tell my bitch where to park her

All eyes on me, that's word to Pac huh

Ye taught me how to make a Benz out that Datsun

Look around, be thankful what you got son

Leave you starstruck as I fly into the hot sun

The time is now

The time is now to express and for people to believe in themselves

The time is now for it to be okay to be great

People in this world shun people for being great

For being a bright color, for standing out

But the time is now to be okay to be the greatest you