I mean, this time around it's much more streamlined

Sooner or later I'll be fucking up your screen time

Mix up the sound on a regular basis

Doodle the paper now they boutta crowd and trace it

There's not a time or space where I don't make it

Don't expect me high stakes betting I won't make it

I spoke to my God it's wherever he take me

Even when I'm feeling closer to Hades

Tryna post up in Haiti I want my motherland

Spend a couple hundred of K's he gone get his mother land

Thinking bout the hundreds of ways to get the other bands

Tryna fill a couple banks with "other other other" bands

It's not my sole motivation but fuck it's up there

House music I'm emulating what Pharrel said

Bounce to this I'm elevated

I don't take stairs unless they in my place that is

Crazy they expecting me to play fair

Maybe I'm insane but I won't wait to get admitted

I know they be hating they can't wait to say I didn't

You just let me meditate and give me space until I finish but

I will never finish like I said in the beginning like I mentioned at the start

This is my present to art

I'm pressing on until I fall apart

Restaurant all a la carte

You can have it however you want

Go and settle up your tab at the front