Forging what legends are made of, understand the mindset of an art and his creator  
And you'll be hurled into his moment of penance and creation 
A split second of his pure resolve and intention  
Backed with youthful aggression eager  
To meet the ears of this brand new generation  
Lifting up some ink and a piece of paper 
Because this is how it all begins, in my humble little fable 
 
Fuck that shit figured id be labeled as Xavier  
Coming through displaying intelligent behavior  
quadratic equations to calculate the paper 
Success is all a variable  
When I sip on pinnacle i bless the beat just another miracle  
What im finna do  
Get your screw loose look into the past and the future 
Understanding concepts not novice 
But mastering the projects 
I conducted while on ganja  
 
Its awesome  
 
Its like im in the zone hardheaded I'll go toe to toe with al Capone nothing but a sword  
Blunt but with a point like the flow I know 
Save your breath for another soul,  
See it for what it is let the wisdom flow  
Out my visionary globe  
While im passing you, hommie just take note  
What he wearing, what he got to toke? 
Not a common folk  
Grimy from the starting point 
Those left in smoke Choked 
But im still lighting more 
You implore I ignore your retorts  
Something like a bitch report 
Get your rights revoked Drive you to your breaking point 
With your Gucci sandals and Versace coat 
Fucked you up with gym shorts and a watch that doesn't work no more 
Who's timeless open up them eyelids and witness my fruitful endeavor  
Money is whatever skill is the treasure  
That I plundered from aggression  
Sleepless nights drive me to forever 
And ever

The Intro

I got bills to pay drink some water quick, migraines hitting hard today  
Must have partied yesterday  
Limping out of bed, roll me up some dank remedies  
Skip the day ahead of me, conjure up some Hennessy,  
It's plain to see, I'mma be on point, plotting your demise and I ain't flip no coin, Everything is calculated  
Ask the pastor I'm the greatest, preaching like I'm famous, now they're asking where I'm aiming  
Listen close this the thesis Im presenting  
 
What if I got right, restarted my life.  
Looking back I never tried  
Imagine if I did, even now my life stay legit  
I'm a would-be president from a future I reject  
 
Gain perspective homie I'm the closest threat  
To your neck, looking like I need that check,  
I'll sever heads for my intake,  
I don't need an S on my chest to impress  
Just some hoes I attempt and finesse with no regrets  
[1:22] 
Still be winning all the bets, while yall stay overdressed  
So i focus with great finesse Leaving them impressed 
I stay flexed  
Hard to breath around me,  
Pressure metal to your heart beat if you doubt me  
Let me body another track  
Matter fact click the clack  
I break common stereotypes like hanging back  
Stab the back and feel the wrath sharpshooter knocking off your cap  
Then recap at your funeral with your bitch on my lap nodding yes to everything I say  
 
Allow me to elaborate you done disgraced my vive today and so I must collaborate with this hot iron and a stake to hold your head up for display don't fuck with Mr.Mindset fake!

Morning Afterthoughts

Save my two cents just to make a fortune out of interest  
That's 6 figures to impress deep as pacific water, duncking, while I'm balls deep in your daughter  
Flexing like I'm prima Donna  
words are honored when I Holla  
Busting out the blue impala  
To out rank you in the commas, Groap your baby mamas  
Make her feel nostalgia  
Cus you get my seconds as these seconds keep on ticking I'm approaching gods without reverence  
Hold up take it back to present tense 
Working up to excellence  
3 digit checks 80 hour labor still 
Clearly well and able to rip the track up and leave you mangled  
Roughest when it comes to tango 
Jaws slack when the beat is cradled and I guess they need retainers  
I just go off on opponents till they conversating with the angles  
Tell me if that's platinum  
Watch me get a heist done 
6 tracks in and it's looking like an album  
[1:11] 
Title underrated Self educated spic sealed swishers  
In hand but already faded  
This is barely anything, disregard your pedigree  
Even if you like my raps I mark you as an enemy 
Consistently up keeping rhythms to emberass thee 
You Better leave before I spit burns of the third degree, your dirt to me  
Leave you somewhat burgundy, leaning like a slab of meat, stab you with a stake meet my new commodity 
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Blaze pounds, rechamber rounds, and we just released the hounds  
Looking like I've been endowed  
earn degrees then we clown  
Awkward stance got your draws leaking brown 
Fall off now  
Call some hits on me and I'm sure to make mvp  
 
Vip validateng my ID  
Minds set on murdering  
Enemies, beats and them feline hips  
Leaning while I'm taking sips  
Headed to the big stage  
She said take me  
Retort with a taste me  
Tasty lyrical individual puking in your swimming pool  
Act like I got a semi packed  
Let me backtrack  
Backhand going of slim shady's LP  
Got to test metal with God MCs  
Brace for that Camel spit  
Hire several analysts  
Just to blow there minds, off of two to four lines just so happens that they rhyme  
Compete with my grind I think not  
Purposeful leaving openings for them  
 
Looking like I'm coming back but I've never been away and I'm going off today  
sayonara to the hate  
Cus I'm killing it, talking about your ignorant music  
Got rich? Study up on your art, stupid screw it 
Imma be a rapper with degrees looking like cole's protégée  
Fuck you and your keys  
When I rap about drugs focus on the buzz  
Not that dumb ass dealer 
Claiming he a killer  
-Running after figures- 
Matter fact let's kill this trend  
Read up for some bread or beat on your old friend  
It's illogical  
Then again all your role models are junkies  
Industry got us Looking up to High school flunkies   
-Unacceptable- 
But I stay on my grind searching for some peace of mind  
As the world falls apart I save up for a car  
Just another selfish fiend  
Chase that materialistic dream 
When I die hope I die filthy rich in a binz  
With your bitch shaking it  
No regrets Then replay 

6 Figures

Pardon me let me quit switching off my mic  
My mear presence makes it shake with fright  
After last night I'd expect so much 
The illest of flows must come with a cost 
And shit I got go harder than bronze  
Silver,  Diamond, shit! they'll all bust  
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"Two rolled" in homie slump on his chin 
Out paced, spaced out. But he still grin  
Dranks out, cups mixed, bet he still drink  
Bet he still flex on the beat if in need  
To unleash so his skill can be peeped  
By some guy who does not hold belief  
That he will cut deep, if you beef  
But that's not me. 
I tear up the beat, and I murder MCs  
I avoid the police and I roll up some weed 
Mad blunts, stupid thick when we all trynna cheef  
And the bottles been popped so we mosh to the beat 
Go at me then encounter defeat  
I'm out of mercy  
 
But I gotchu on this disk, where I flow violent just like a slit wrist 
Cold as their heart at the last beat  
Hard as the coffin where they sleep  
Don't make me repeat  
 
Pray I don't become an addict but for now I'm picking up a habit plotting mischief in a suit jacket and my pipe is automatic 
Cough, spit, and there goes pragmatic 
Heroic and laughable  
Your senses ain't rational, if you dismiss radical thoughts of your enemies, I smell a felony,  
Convey with homies then pour up some Hennessy  
We getting faded G  
 
Man up and hear these knuckles crack 
 
And we loitering, soon as these these fakes employing me  
Building my legacy, don't start before I scratch. Cus we started from scratch, homie sniffing in the back. Man up and hear these knuckles crack 

Hard Knuckles

Potheads never get ahead, Drug addicts just straight fucked in the head  
Since birth crippled in a sense 
Whether they depend on sess or some meth there's no question that they fake and the world that they live in   
and I'm one of them, how come I strive for success  
Everything I like I excel yet im destined for a cell 
 if I listen to the thoughts that they sell but I never buy even when on sale I keep to myself 
 
Stay on that bandwagon see how far it gets you  
I'll be high when I beat you 
Im an addict with a vision, and ill die before I leave my mission to prove all you wrong 
if you anti-drug don't be taking any shots. if you anti-pot better read up on some facts, how a pack of cigs tear your lungs apart, but that's fine (right?) cus its for adults. 
then who the fuck is pot for? toddlers? Don't act stupid when your wrong just admit it then move on. but these hypocrites can't stop, so I flip em off 

Glass Ceiling

Chilling on the curb rolling up some herb  
This that Sunday morning herce, sour herbal we disburse just before we polish up the verse  
Not a curse just observe how we fry him up then reverb 
Cooling, cooking up a plot, probably steam box  
In a old cadillac car  
White grape less I'm blessed with a vape, I'm afraid  
But we still blow the best, while yall flow like a lake  
Gather up the crew that's five minus two  
Who'd a knew we'd endure after high school  
(tight as shit)Tight as cheeks, never tease we know what we want  
If we chase then you must have took the blunt  
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Chillin 
Chillin on the curb rolling up some perp  
Flexed the beat just to be absurd  
Have you heard?  
How he words the whole verse, placing first  
Swinging verbs, heads lay in the dirt  
Laser focus attitude straight green in my dreams  
So I fiend for some trees, and 50 racks a piece  
For these thoughts that I release  
Fit for more than burglary   
Get inspired then murder me  
1:14 
Just like the homie shouting that I murder beats 
So Capiche, little bitch when I'm coming to your street 
On your turf bet that you retreat  
If I offer peace better pass left 
Then put ins on the next  
Sporting fine suits with the vest  
Babe asking why they turn their heads  
Can't relate  
When you living famous  
Bad bitches act vicious, but I wasn't born into riches  
Build my shit from the ground up 
And I'm there now, ripping out hairs, 
How I'm supposed to make a hit 
Better study slim, just wait till I get to the top. The we'll talk about writing plots 
So hot they drop and blame satin  
Illuminati hating  
Where's my assassination? 
Next line is a neck slit  
This government only works for the rich  
First hand experience, and I know you feeling it  
We Preaching it  
Rolled up and we chiefing it 
 
 
Chilling chilling on the curb  
Rhyming all these words on the beat  
And today I won't accept defeat  
Look at me 
Average Mc, ripping bars, and some bongs  
So you know I'm fucking on minaj  
If I get my shit right, them we living large  
Tight grip on the mic, so I'm spitting bars  
Ride 3 deep getting lit, pardon me  
If I speak out of hand but I gotta get it for my fam  
Build that voice up in your head, let's go get all the bread... etc. etc.

Chillin

Come through 30 minutes late and leave 30 minutes early  
Surely he ain't passing nothing but the blunt  
Come through 30 minutes early and leave 30 minutes late 
Surely hes gonna have some food on his plate  
 
Come through smelling like brick, hungover over what you think  
Not that test Cus I aced it in a minute  
And these students barely finish  
By that time I'm gone, leaking out some Vives  
On a song that your crush is on  
And I'm crushing that, or should I say I'm smashing but unlike you I got keys for them locks and i'm locking more than asses 
Think more massive, how about the game in a snapshot 
That's a picture of me holding on a glass  
In the middle of a drag  
 
Come through 30 minutes late and leave 30 minutes early  
Surely he ain't passing nothing but the blunt  
Come through 30 minutes early and leave 30 minutes late 
Surely hes gonna have some food on his plate  
 
Come through now she on my mind, Cus Im passing out some time, how's a ride? And tonight we don't run out of drive 
We've got plenty of supplies, no surprise what we finna do. Play some zombies then I'll help her study up for school  
 
What the fuck you think this is, sure we fucked but is that really what you focus on? 
Don't let your emotions get the best of you acting like a damn fourteenth year old kid that spits on the girl he likes  
Treat her right  
Maybe then you won't need 50 racks just to make her dance  
Tell me what you make of that, reason speaks but only if you listen G 
And since you attended Imma teach you all some lessons, number one! Yeah That's me and that's it class dismissed 
 
Come through 30 minutes late and leave 30 minutes early  
Surely he ain't passing nothing but the blunt  
Come through 30 minutes early and leave 30 minutes late 
Surely hes gonna have some food on his plate

Class

Part the seas, coming through its a messiah and his crew, still need pirates so I tune in to that new new  
 
Turn the radio on what surprise, let me tell you what I got all I hear all I hear  
 
Lies, build a complex for the lights, spit sick shit so she'll suck six dicks and not compromise, all or nothing am I right? Is this the extent of rhymes? Just go hard for the dimes, go out and do all the crimes  
 
Fuck it pass the blunt and light  
Pouring double shots tonight  
Imma make it red, ready up an this ain't valentine's  
Pass a note just before the bomb, pucker up if in sight, nuclear lines if you fight  
Squared up puffing squares  
 
Spit politically correct but who cares? Did he fire shots? Did he fuck her raw  
Rock them jays in the mall  
Fuck you  
This the that shit they want, got me oh so hot, fuck police but let me bring the law, stopping power if you rush, Cop that sour over powder, spit against me than rap louder, Cus this flow just devour, and this shit don't take an hour. I bleed flows while you cower  
Undefeated! 
 
challenge me so I'll feel prouder. Target locked better count your hours  
Ashing into plastic cups from a fast food restaurant, same one where your girl works at 
And she swallows all my nut  
Hold up ain't that what you want? 
Bitch I asked for extra sauce  
Now you dealing with a boss, crucify you on a cross, if you think I'm one to cross  
And these fakes just tag along, like yeah yeah he go really hard  
Let's get him on a song, bitch I'll murder you  
In front of your kids, just to teach a lesson,  
To these mothafucking peasants  
 
Part the seas, coming through its a messiah and his crew, still need pirates so I tune in to that new new  
 
Turn the radio on what surprise, let me tell you what I got all I hear all I hear  
 
Fakes, want me to sell out for the fame,  
Fold like a lawn chair, Cus they know they can't compare, and these hoes just pray to bare my kids as an in to bands  
But they all on instagram, posting photos like some ads 
 
Invitations to grab ass, but I never make a pass, I don't got repressed thoughts of that, I'm experienced, I done fucked several times a day,  
With some freaks that don't foreplay  
Numbed to the whole idea of pleasured sex  
Yet you talk like it's all that, obviously you haven't smashed  
Still obsessed with busting nuts,  
While I bust shots on a track  
Maybe it's all the drugs you done had, fucked you up a bit too much  
But when I think about it I've done just as much  
 
Pothead till I pass, reference bud every song, sit at home and drink alone, Cus I know I'm in control, never passing out cold, Cus my teenage years taught me all I know. 
That includes limits,  
That I break every minute, push it to the finish  
If the engine feels diminished, by my presence I don't give a fuck  
Might as well get the golden cup off the top  
Pop champagne and just forget your props  
Cus I do this shit for me and my crew  
Who'd a knew  
 
Part the seas, coming through its a messiah and his crew, still need pirates so I tune in to that new new  
Fuck it pass the blunt and light  
Pouring double shots tonight  
Imma make it red, ready up an this ain't valentine's

Messiah

Feeling high up in the world yet 80 hours don't come close to what im supposed to make so fuck it, focus on the loud got some college classes coming but we gonna focus on the now, got this hottie phoning several states out, fuck it in this flow imma drown, throwing dice around, Never losing out but am I  gaining from acting juvenile, fuck it pissy drinking acting in denial pass the god damn crown yeah i feel it now yeah we livid now  
 
Feels like im rolling pounds, and in my job I just sweat it out, feeling privileged how can we lose now? Making bank compared to all my friends but it's not enough, drunk with options and I'll never have enough, compare myself to prodigies like a coal to a diamond, slave to your highness, I been slave mining, now we rocking diamonds catch me and your highness smoking on the finest later on I got her panting in the pantry when I head out, status needs no definement. 
 
Feeling high up in the world yet 80 hours don't come close to what im supposed to make so fuck it, focus on the loud got some college classes coming but we gonna focus on the now, got this hottie phoning several states out, fuck it in this flow imma drown, throwing dice around, Never losing out but am I  gaining from acting juvenile, fuck it pissy drinking acting in denial pass the god damn crown yeah i feel it now yeah we livid now  
 
Stay on deck but not a skater quick to fade a hater, driving drunk dank in trunk, but these cops'll see me later. Focus on the paper, tear a bit then kush is hit through vases made of porcelain 
Bout a quarter in we web ordering 
Bordering  
Harry potter hat of sorting "that's obscene" probably Cus this blunt I'm sporting so my visions never boring, always fresh, see these lines ain't hoarded hoping that's the key to get these tickets bought honing all my skills prepare to craft a plot Never less than hard not that far from materializing rock check the font if you nodding off knocking off your block sippin sippin on ciroc Twisting herb yeah that’s the plot, in this drunken state Im on 
 
fuck it in this flow imma drown, throwing dice around, Never losing out but am I  gaining from acting juvenile, fuck it pissy drinking acting in denial pass the god damn crown yeah i feel it now yeah we livid now 

Check, this one does them in, concrete resident, bloodhound to paper trails, bloodshot puples still, attempting at civil, if everything works, I'll enlighten like a riddle third eye is deadly if you got it from a demon  
That's a hole point blank, in the temple, since you came upon a vision, wish upon a star motherfucker, never should have peeked on a god, straight servings of some real beef, imposing chicken fodder up against a domer, like you've seen what I devour, and you looking more food that this pizza full of toppings, and it’s a deadly hour when I flash my drizzy powers and we flash mob wearing Eddie Bauer, here to cut the power, since you cowards claim to rock it, I suppose you'd better run it, gotta flash it for the public, shit afterwards I might toss it, much like some hoes  aint enough of those, throwing sprite straight at the dome. And tell em all to get a hold  
Don't you know I'm on a roll and I'm not stopping just so yall groap no joke  
Back it up y'all can start to choke on a dick before u get a pic lil bish 

Hive_Mindset