Aye umm... He's a phantom menace They don't like how he act Like how he act He had nobody to love him They always stab in the back They always stab in the back They said that he'd never make it They said the music is wack "His music is wack" They started pushing and pulling And then he started to snap He started to- He ain't playing no games He wanna move in the streets Move in the streets Homie thought he was lacking Turns out he's packing the heat He's packing thе- He's always one step ahеad He's never skipping a beat Skipping a beat They tried to leave him for dead But he ain't taking defeat... Taking de- I forgot to mention... Lil homie's Daddy is dead Daddy is dead Lost him when he was younger Now he dripping in red Dripping in- Run away from the voices They all reside in his head Reside in his head He's a sneaky lil nigga Got some skin left to shed Snakey tho He's a lonely soldier No one knows his name Knows his name He's attempted love But it only brought him pain Brought him pain Now he's lost in the music Steady rising to fame Rising to No one knows his worth Or why he's winning the game And he's a boy that's raised in Decatur And from birth he was told That he was meant to be greater Umm... then all the people hating Commentating all on his raps They didn't know that he was ruthless And he bouta attack Aye... Matter of fact Think the kid is crazy (Wait) He's gonna snap Underestimating a nigga That was raised in the trap He ran it back... Turned around then he gripped on the gat Pull up and then he dip... Like the cat in the hat Bye He knows the world is judgmental (Umm) He can't please it... it's simple With every lesson learned He started jotting with a pencil He learned that life is just a picture But you never get a stencil He learned that everybody shine You're either diamond or you're tensil He spitting like it's chocolate Blasting off like Team Rocket Blasting off again He's aiming for the top And ain't nobody who can stop it Touch the sun, he's a prophet Aye umm... Aiming for the sky Go above, overclock it Stuck in his brain... He's afraid to go insane The mental fortitude within the kid Is now in vain And no one understands Or even comprehends the pain He tried to give his heart But then he realized it was slain Now he's a picture perfect representation Of well a kid I'm taking heart and soul Not talking literally... Ya dig? He steal your bitch And then he's in her mouth just like a dentist No one likes how he acts... He's something of Phantom Menace Aye umm... He's a phantom menace They don't like how he act Like how he act He had nobody to love him They always stab in the back They always stab in the back They said that he'd never make it They said the music is wack "His music is wack" They started pushing and pulling And then he started to snap He started to- He ain't playing no games He wanna move in the streets Move in the streets Homie thought he was lacking Turns out he's packing the heat He's packing the- He's always one step ahead He's never skipping a beat Skipping a beat They tried to leave him for dead But he ain't taking defeat... Taking de-