Paper Bag Interlude - goldenchildren, Shiloh Dynasty, Burgettii

I remember when I’d go to bed hurting

I was, like, thirteen

Always coming home stressing for schools with the lessons

Not talkin' 'bout the class, talkin' 'bout the guys that beat my ass

Physically and mentally

Like a sort of entity, they’d pretend to be

Acting like he’s scared of me then never be ever seen, yeah

Or noticed like roll dust

His lowest, they rodents, like locusts, they showed up

They’d throw a punch, he’d cross up

They’d go nuts, he hurls up his own guts, won’t tell any grownups

Afraid his opponents would take his last moments

Leaves it unnoticed

Now he’s a grownup, a poet, can go in the bonus

He’s getting some notice

Living young poet

Tells him his moments, how did he not go nuts

He wrote down his own notes

Fuck the opponents, dropped his own single

Now look at them notice, aye

(Sheesh)

Let me catch you up (haha)

Huh, you ain’t seen me yet (uh)

I’m just getting started (yeah)

Yeah (yeah)

Woah (yeah)

Woah

When I rap, I go in like ice caps on Frozen

Roll up, I like that, then I nap, I’m golden

Wake up, I fly back, I lie back, then I snack on my pack

You like that, I’m like that, we golden

You like me, I like that

Don’t like me, then my bad

You fight me, I fight back

I’m on the right track

Got my own backpack full of the right pack

Light it, I light it 'til I’m lit, ignited

How I live, excited

Wish you lived like me

Wish you had liked me when like me was high key

You grimy, you slimy

Don’t touch me, don’t try me

You frontin' untimely, quit whining' and bitching

Wishing you didn’t just let me diminish (yeah)

We live in this business you wish you could witness, bitch

(You wish you could witness, yeah)

Yeah (yup)