GoOsEbUmPs
Who this dude that can write verse's all day and spit off the dome
I ain’t seeing too much of him only when I’m looking on my phone
Every time I talk to him he seems to always be at home
Like I mean not doing anything, He is always alone

Well what if that’s part of the plan, Damn
I gotta spit and produce that venom
Back up and give a brother room
In the booth
While spitting the truth
Mixtape coming soon

Cause, Your only provoking
This kid that is chosen, To fuck up Goulburn
Use to joking, Never choking
Putting together them poems
Minds I’m blowing, Keep on going
So open, I’m rolling
Like a stone moaning
Never quoting
When I’m spoken, Speaking
Breathing, bleeding, eating
Competition I’m beating
New faces I’m meeting
Use to be a minor, Chasing after that vagina
Grew up with the phase of people but none of his clothes designer
Am I broke yes, In the sense that I’m broken
Broken since
When Fuck relevance
100 bands

Personally, I ain’t about that shit
People looking around like you know fuck this kid
But what they don’t know is I be doing this for myself
And nobody else
People asking me constant questions acting like I be needing help
Yep…...
But that’s where they're wrong
They dig the songs
But the wait is painful for them they keep on asking how long
I tell em not long
Then I rip my hair out
So from here on, Whatchu you hearing
Is important, a genius at work is what you seeing
Meaning
Everything I be saying
And however long you have to wait it’s gonna be worth it
Cause I’m working, I’m done searching

Cause I've found what I was looking for
Giving you what you want cause you asking for more
This music shit don't dare mess with it dawg
When We make it don't pretend like we meet before
Yo like we met before
Wasn't joking about that mixtape either
Yeah like we met before
Mother fuck