Now I want you to picture me:
My biggest fear writing this record wasn’t putting out trash
I’m in a hotel rapping, crying on the floor of the bathroom
And now I’m hearing none of y’all are saying
Yeah, you ain’t alone out there, look around you—we got a lot of fans in here
If I let it go, won’t my whole career be in ruins?
There ain’t nothing I can write that’ll match that
Never been more motivated
Don’t matter, I still write a better record than yours without a hesitation
If I cut it off, how am I supposed to keep growing
But, then I figured out the reason they follow me
That’s when I realized this whole conversation is stupid
Acknowledge me or not, you ain’t ignoring the following
There’s levels of music—and I’m in the elevator
It’s not ’cause I’m a "Rap God"
We’re only three records in it and this is just the beginning
Yeah, they waiting on me to match them
Wrote this whole record while I was levitating
Pain’s always been the root of my music
Really don’t care if they get it
Or maybe I can’t be, ’cause if the music ain’t emotional enough, are they gon’ call me a has-been?
I never cared to impress people that don’t even know me
But if I don’t, they gonna tell me that I’m losing my passion
The game needs a makeover
Sittin’ in my room with the pen and paper, I’m innovative
It was disappointing myself and the fan base
Yeah, look, "How Could You Leave Us" is massive
The emotion I had in the last one
You ain’t notice, y’all about to witness a takeover, I’m home!
But if you don’t know the brand by now, you better get educated
Couple hundred thousand, that’s what we did last year
See, I am the voice of all these kids that think things, but never say ’em
This is for the kids feeling like they live at the bottom and every day of they lives, feels like it’s darker than Halloween!
That’s why they come to my shows wearing the NF hoodies and hats low like we’re carrying weapons, ah!
I don’t need you people to bow to me
I promise I’m way colder
Staring in the mirror, my room, hands shaking playing "How Could You Leave Us" through the speakers on my iPhone
Just look at all the minds I have opened and penetrated
Tryna to figure out if I’ma always feel the way that I feel or maybe someday I can learn to be happy
Listen to Intro 3, trying to kill my fear
I’m the kid on the playground mama told you to never play with
The reason why these fans surrounding me
The fans keep saying that they’re hungry for new music, well that’s pretty convenient ’cause I just made a plate for ’em
Take both of my arms, rip ’em out the sockets and separate ’em
I just sit at the keys feeling the music
We about to shatter the critics
All they ever did was doubt on me, now everyone’s proud of me
If you’ve been waiting, the wait’s over
They’ll get that in a minute
They’ve been afraid of me since I was a second grader
I just write what I feel, somehow it started a movement
Put the controllers away, it’s game over
Going up to the top floor, look how we elevated
Forgive me, yeah, I know I get animated
That’s why the passion is different
A lot of baggage I live in
Trying to enjoy a career, but I don’t know how to do it, when I spend all of time my being afraid I’ma lose it!
Got me thinking I’m Beethoven
I’m just teaching ’em something they couldn’t learn in they colleges
If I do, am I repeating my actions?
I am a savage admit it
I’m dedicated, the definition of dedication