Someone saw me through the notebook leaves
I was carving my name on our family tree
Only the gifts that God gives are free
And someday I'll believe that he He loves me for me
I tap the page and get it out of my system
Remind myself that I'm not a victim
That little man faced Goliath alone
So this overgrown child can drop his stones
Back in the days of the prepaid phone
With the MIA Paper Planes ringtone
I'd stay home alone and I'd watch the door
But I wasn't worried about ICE no more
I'd wait for the people that made me feel little
So hardened by life that it made them brittle
My mother and father in working clothes
They would bring back the anger their bosses had shown

I'd take that anger to the back of the class
Because if I'd react they would beat my ass
And I'd sit on my own and made so-called jokes
Learned to be the type to put sticks in spokes
If they walked through my scope they were getting smoked
Guess I earned the right to lay down a flow
And my loose lips could sink any ship
So I cut my teeth on the flying fist
Now rappers wish that they could box like this
If they flicked my Bic they would break a wrist
You can talk your shit while you grab your dick
Bitch I'll melt your Glock with my acid spit
I think of that kid and the things he did
Just to make it through life and its blows and hits
You want in on the grift of the stone and stick
Then consider the price that's behind every gift

Yo hasta rapeo en idioma gomero
Silbando
Vos cara de Cesar Romero
Payaso
Si quieren probarme en el mano a mano
Aquí estoy como siempre en la casa grabando
Este don que ya tengo de muchacho
Regalo de dios o la lengua del diablo
Es un humo que forma si estoy amargado
Que estalla mi cráneo si no abro labios
Un humo de genio que tengo atrapado
Un furor que por años está embotellado
No da deseos pero va cambiando
En corto tiempo me estarán pagando
Piraté DAW y con pantalla rota
Con ficha y escoba se llega a pelota
El Ohtani del rap porque hago dos cosas
Pongo los beats puedo abrir la boca