Flexorcist Josh A & iamjakehill

[Intro: Josh A]
Lemme flex
Lemme snap
Lemme press, Yuh
No stretch, only facts in my steps, uh
Everybody wanna be a damn flexorcist
Everybody really-

[Verse 1: Josh A]
Yeah, Who would have thought my ventin' would turn to a bizz
Who would have thought the loudest one was a quiet kid
Who would have thought my album would help people live
So why the fuck do all these people care about a list
Music is my therapy
So please to not compare to me
Your Hip-Hop brackets
Do not register a care to me
I do this for myself and all the kids who need guidance
Had too many dark thoughts
I get them out by the writing
Came up with suicidal thoughts For all the people in hiding
The ones afraid to speak up
The ones who think about dying
I swear this shit is so ingrained
Every facet of my brain
Man I outcast myself
I like to go against the grain
I'd rather be this underrated than not being myself
Don't need your pity
Don't need stacks
Don't need that double XL
All these raps
All these tracks
Studio like a cell
So shove your stacks up your ass, bitch I'll see you in hell, uh