I sat across from myself at the diner the other day so I could clear my head space To new thoughts I embrace Im on the west side, north of the lake but in the town house they save for those with the lower wage Sometimes it's like the lower class has no other aspirations other than having a car and a job and a roof maybe a vacation but if the high class just want to rise and the middle class just wants to stall the lower class just wants equality for all maybe free healthcare for your grandma when she falls it's impossible to make an omelette without a few innocent eggs getting involved So you can write to me when your impulse is to tweet the words from your thumbs are as clear as the words you speak my neighbors yell at her kids to keep em off the streets while i drive as fast as i can so i can pay for my beats you wanna know if I'm packing heat? Just go ahead and ask me I band twins like the Olsons Mary-Kate & Ashley And anarchy never suit me if I'm really speaking truthfully And jax told her i'm the bigger man my body count triple son of sam girls just ran into my van and i didn't even have to tell them to leave the next day cause they all did it for the story anyway [crowd boos] You wanna know if I'm packing heat just go ahead and ask me I band twins like the Olsons Mary-kate & Ashley I'm bangin twins like the Olsons Mary-Kate & Ashley

Where'd all the reals MCs go these days everyone running they mouth with the fake ass flow and now you're staring at me like I'm supposed to know How to get from being on SoundCloud to being Post Malone Look it just don't work that way when you're acting fake just look at me i never pass a take to be as real as i can be cause thats how the music i like resonates and when you pass me the mic i never hesitate So tune into the now as i embrace this crowd and all you hear is the sound of my darkest thoughts out loud but if you ask me right now with no fake news to this crowd what this song really about? it's about getting out i want a band to back me up i used to have one shit got fucked man i miss the old days when the goonies used to rip it up and i'm not saying that you all suck, just nostalgic for the old stuff days before phones when MCs hung all their posters up These days these mumbling triplet rappers yeah they're killing me wasting my time with the wack trap snack pack juice rap no stories really real stolen cars you didn't steal stolen bars with no feel flashing cash with small bills and i'm not saying you cant make it in the industry when all your shit is free you don't have to listen to me you don't have to agree but you're wasting you time looking for these labels to sign when they don't want to see you win all they do is wanna take you in and leave without the shirt off your back better off staying home and working on your raps cause i keep thinking about your value and i think that you're worth twice your rate let me open your mind cause i keep thinking about your value and i think that you're worth twice your rate let me open your mind cause i keep thinking about your value and i think that you're worth twice your rate let me open your mind cause i keep thinking about your value and i think that you're worth twice your rate but two times zero is still zero and i'm not saying that you all suck, just nostalgic for the old stuff days before phones when MCs hung all their posters up days before phones when MCs hung all their posters up