Who Would’ve Thought Quadeca

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I don't wanna be a ribbon in the sky, livin' in disguise
Man, I see the venom in the middle of their eyes
Better figure if you're livin' or you die
'Cause it's time for you to finish your reply
I've been dealin' with these guys, better know that I ain't black and I rap
So I guess I'm automatically wack, when, matter of fact
I am better than like half of these actors
Outdated, like a battery pack that a Blackberry has
On the back of its tab
My rapping has the wrath of attack to send a missile back to Iraq
Then leave a crack on the map
And put my train of thought right back on the track
All these rappers out of breath (*gasp*)
Hear that gasp like a motherfuckin' asthma attack
Match, match, match, makin' flames when I swipe right
And I ain't talkin' 'bout some crap on an app
Man, I'm blowin' up with bars like a TNT
Blowin' up: TNT, with bars: AT&T
I'm the one you may see on a screen
I won't be passin' out like, "Hey! Is he on lean?"
Nah, I ain't about that
The music that I make is a motherfuckin' soundtrack
To the dopest life, Big Sean better bounce back
Everybody tryna raise the stakes? Well, they better take it out back
I got a lot on my mind
And I'm not gonna stop for a red sign
Talkin' a lot 'bout the headlines
My death and the time left on the clock's all I got as my deadline
Don't open up shop by a set time
I ain't DMX, I don't read your texts
I may be the worst, I may be the best
All I know is I feel obsessed
I feel depressed, knowin' that this shit is only temporary
Relieve some stress, 'cause shit is only temporary
Free will, but others control what we feel
Evil, less clear than it looks in the cemetery
It's gettin' scary, I vocalize all that I hope inside
Social life over my goals in life
Posts online more important than my golden time
So many goals in mind, I cannot go behind