Aye umm...
He's a phantom menace
They don't like how he act Like how he act
He had nobody to love him
They always stab in the back They always stab in the back
They said that he'd never make it
They said the music is wack "His music is wack"
They started pushing and pulling
And then he started to snap He started to-
He ain't playing no games
He wanna move in the streets Move in the streets
Homie thought he was lacking
Turns out he's packing the heat He's packing thе-
He's always one step ahеad
He's never skipping a beat Skipping a beat
They tried to leave him for dead
But he ain't taking defeat... Taking de-
I forgot to mention...
Lil homie's Daddy is dead Daddy is dead
Lost him when he was younger
Now he dripping in red Dripping in-
Run away from the voices
They all reside in his head Reside in his head
He's a sneaky lil nigga
Got some skin left to shed Snakey tho
He's a lonely soldier
No one knows his name Knows his name
He's attempted love
But it only brought him pain Brought him pain
Now he's lost in the music
Steady rising to fame Rising to
No one knows his worth
Or why he's winning the game
And he's a boy that's raised in Decatur
And from birth he was told
That he was meant to be greater
Umm... then all the people hating
Commentating all on his raps
They didn't know that he was ruthless
And he bouta attack
Aye...
Matter of fact
Think the kid is crazy
(Wait) He's gonna snap
Underestimating a nigga
That was raised in the trap
He ran it back...
Turned around then he gripped on the gat
Pull up and then he dip...
Like the cat in the hat Bye
He knows the world is judgmental
(Umm) He can't please it... it's simple
With every lesson learned
He started jotting with a pencil
He learned that life is just a picture
But you never get a stencil
He learned that everybody shine
You're either diamond or you're tensil
He spitting like it's chocolate
Blasting off like Team Rocket Blasting off again
He's aiming for the top
And ain't nobody who can stop it
Touch the sun, he's a prophet
Aye umm... Aiming for the sky
Go above, overclock it
Stuck in his brain...
He's afraid to go insane
The mental fortitude within the kid
Is now in vain
And no one understands
Or even comprehends the pain
He tried to give his heart
But then he realized it was slain
Now he's a picture perfect representation
Of well a kid
I'm taking heart and soul
Not talking literally... Ya dig?
He steal your bitch
And then he's in her mouth just like a dentist
No one likes how he acts...
He's something of Phantom Menace
Aye umm...
He's a phantom menace
They don't like how he act Like how he act
He had nobody to love him
They always stab in the back They always stab in the back
They said that he'd never make it
They said the music is wack "His music is wack"
They started pushing and pulling
And then he started to snap He started to-
He ain't playing no games
He wanna move in the streets Move in the streets
Homie thought he was lacking
Turns out he's packing the heat He's packing the-
He's always one step ahead
He's never skipping a beat Skipping a beat
They tried to leave him for dead
But he ain't taking defeat... Taking de-