Chorus:
What is life for a kid like me
Fly high with a kid like me
Fly kites with the kids I see, my life isn’t all for me
I said baby, you just got me grinning
I be chilling with a flow so cold
And these ladies
They can try to get it but they never had a swag so dope
Yes I know
Verse:
Know I’m a bastard
With a few flaws
No, I ain’t flaccid, in these new drawers
I’m a newborn, with a new form in the majors
Cool calm, but I ain’t torn from the pages
I’m the realest I have ever been
Open up my eyes like a post-war veteran
Hope for more meaning, more life, more money, more nights, more breeze and sunlight
I am chilling in the clouds
Living just to astound
Watch me build an empire straight up from the ground
With the homies, up in GK
People like to talk mothafucka we play
We need the action, this a team game
Like the East Bay, keep pace
Cause we gotta pass it like a relay and replay
All these visions from my mind
I’mma have to hustle ‘fo I sit back and recline
So sit back, relax, my flows a semtex
I go like what’s next
I’mma do this ’til the day I die, I’m a Jesus to the Judas
See me touching skies, chilling like a Buddhist
Look me in the eye
Tell me who lie, do die
I am like a Rem Koolhaas
Repeat chorus
