Tell me what do you see when you look at me? Look at me I'll be gone and you'll see When you look at me Look at me now Had the perfect shot but you wasted it I've been s' for a while now I'm finna rub your face in it Lacin' it up while you slept on me Place a bet on me I'ma leave this place on a jet homie I don't gotta cover cause I never sleep Not a peep Say you listen to me? Well you better be I got a passion with a message Saying that you'll burn and you'll never be everything that you are If you keep up all the revelry I had to slow it down for a second Reckon if I work a steady nine to five then I'll get it I'm a weird guy with a misguided direction But I'm blame it on the guy who I see in the reflected Second guessing everything thing I've ever done I think that if I do do this all the time then I'd be numb Tryna let out all the anger but I found a way to use it If you want something done and done right You should get up up and do it, right? So tell me what you really think I saw your little meme on the promo for the mixtape You better watch your mouth cause I know that you're a dad now I'm finna lash out Don't be playin' with the beef I'm a mad cow You can feel it in the air right now Dark Knight over Gotham I'm the man right now I'ma execute the plan right now And you should only bow to God so you should stand right now and Tell me what do you see? When you look at me Look at me I'll be gone and you'll see When you look at me Look at me now Underneath your tree because I am the gift Started rapping attacking hearts boy I need an ambulance High up on the music I ain't talkin' bout the cannabis Been all over the globe from Italy to Los Angeles I don't ever let em tell me who I need to be I just do my thing man I'm just doing me Open up your closed mind, tell me what you see Is it a monster stuck inside a mental prison roller coaster? If you're sleeping on me I'ma hit you in the thyroid Told I'm original like I was Kevin Conroy Rolling everywhere with the fans I got a convoy Ask around about me they gone tell you "That's my boy!" Oh boy I'm feeling cocky If you do not like the fans or music go and block me I'm cranking bangers and I know you hear the speakers knocking I'm Stephen Hawking Except the is a God and I can hear Him talking He's given me a purpose with the curse I didn't ask for it But I'm a soldier for Him so I go and master it Plasterin' flyers on the telephone poles Putting needles to your veins with the methadone flows Switching up the style Dylan was my birth name But that DNA was in me way before my birthday Nobody is coming close to me even on my worse day I'm at it first thing At the crack of dawn tryna start an earth quake Mic and sound system going ape s F' all your minds so I'll supply the r kits I think it's funny when they tell me that I'll never make But they should face it I'll be flying way above em in a space shit Speaker system blaring to the planet can't escape it