Censored OCTOBERSFULLMOON

[Intro]
You won't see me at the Grammy's 'cause my message always censored
Was hard growing up because I didn't have a mentor
Music helped me cope with the shit in my head
Age 7, age 10, age 13, why ain't I dead?

[Verse 1]
Yo, the public got me censored beyond belief
Music didn't work out so I turned, turned to the streets
Remember in that cottage, Kanye West up on the speak's
House of the Rising Sun, me and my dad played that through the week
Back when I wasn't rapping 'bout how my ho's on fleek
Back when I was 11 and writing without a beat
Back when I was 12, KSI, Eminem, and me
Back when I wrote L.L. OG and thought that was my peak
Back when middle-class Atlanta rappers was all I could get for a feat
They didn't even send their verse back, you fuckin' neeks
Passionate with my rhyming, I connected with beasts
I'm a fucking god so I'm connecting with the priests
Shawty want that bread just like she some fucking yeast
Never cared 'bout money, ain't no fucking Mr. Beast
My insecurites more hidden than some cum stains on some sheets
People talkin' shit 'bout 'Diablo on the beat, yeah

[Bridge]
I'm censored, I'm censored beyond belief, yeah
I turned to, I turned straight to the streets, yeah
Say what you want, my ego ain't that big
That's a lie, R.J. you're a fucking king