Remember The Titan Wretch 32

[Verse 1]
I worked too hard for this
I worked too hard to quit
And they ain't said I’m the best yet
Just ’cause they heard (?)
And next year came
But I was still here, but the Wretch knew
Uh-uh, the best newcomer
Wretch true, other than three-two
None of them seemed true
And I just sing on that
And the contracts are Santa Clauses
Merry Christmas, but whenever
Is this quite the prison
But I got the gift, I am the present
So when you unwrap my CDs
You’re unraveling history
And you’re traveling with me
As the hardest-working
Artist person that’s hardly earning
I’m two CDs past deserving
And like a man ought to
I’m gonna bring my family fortune
So I’m past conferring
I spit sick, music’s my descendant
Like Jesus Christ, I’m independent
I own my soul, approached my goals
I know my role
So don’t approach my throne
Or there’ll be hell to pay
‘Cause the heat’s still cheap
And expensive ways, intensive graves
I’ll lyrically end your page
And that’s literally meant in ways
I’m what's physically meant in great