Off My Chest

I tell em, say what you mean and mean what you say

I got a problem letting people in my bed that I hate

I'm like a diamond in the rough, I'm like your phone through the grate

My life has often felt like hell, I got my mind on the gates

It's looking up, you niggas fake, I know her ass can relate

It's all corrupt, y'all ain't give fucks when I was down on my face

I always knew it'd sunny up, cause I was stuck in the rain

I put my money into springs, I let my mattress get paid

Put these niggas in a blender, they belong where the fruits is

Put my time into my craft for other rappers, it's useless