作词 : Ernie Qi'an 作曲 : Ernie Qi'an Prod. by Syndrome On it, riching I guess I’m switching to all that swish shit Now I’m breathing Guess I’m dreaming got that feeling of freedom I preach Y’all free to listen No-one wanna know the mental process that I’ve been trynna told If don’t rap it all my brain blown up mental overdose Can’t forget the time that I was so low and play Solo Sail on a broken boat don’t see the land and wind no more On the table white powder on the floor white flour Trynna show if I’m the goat I can play my role without em Know my goal don’t hold me back from what I’m trynna reach out to Light skin Light speed you go slow flow they freak outta trynna be uncle Stan lee But now who can understand me I picture it but you can’t see So you doubted what man I can’t be The comments are trynna offend me I was wounded it hurt so badly Stop trying to Bent me I finally hop on a Bentley They don’t know the reason I grind So don’t care about the meaning behind Spending my time on the rhyme So I could write them all down as a line Thank god for the blessings I’ll got em on with my passion It beyond what I could imagine I know that was not pure magic I turn from the dust to the gold don’t make me a god I’m a goat I sacrifice nobody knows I do the shit way that I told You see me the time that I glow I burn the shit down like a coal The shit is now out of control I promise I’ll keep playing the role I wasn’t born with talent Guess I ma popping on the new fashion chances never running out Build upon my style shit ain’t no clout catching catchy flow steadily goes I’m so blessed never been semi broke Broke rappers grew up selling dope They still became three headed goat Salute to the legends who been through the tragic but still get up on the top I learn from the lyrics and rhythm and rhyme shit now I get on the top Pushing the limit the learn from the critique I still be working nonstop I don’t wanna blame all the shit even though the fact is I’ve gone through a lot They don’t know the reason I grind So don’t care about the meaning behind Spending my time on the rhyme So I could write them all down as the line Thank god for the blessings I made the shit with my passion It beyond what I could imagine I know that was not pure magic No-one wanna know the mental process that I’ve been trynna told If don’t rap it all my brain blown up mental overdose Can’t forget the time that I was so low and play Solo Sail on a broken boat I’m landing on my state y’all get down on floo编辑于2023/12/19更新