No more wasting time
I realised what's on the line
When she gets blue and leaves you
Then there's nothing left behind
Work to fill the hole
Your demons lurk so bare your soul
You see life is suffering meaning's buffering
Potholes but you need a goal
Me I had to get on a stage
I had to rage
I had to tear down my cage
Wicker man I put the pen to the page
Tired of getting by on minimum wage
Tired of being underrated shit
Tired of being treated like a kid
It's my lot in life
Acting out my bit
And it was never a choice
It isn't counterfit
'Bout to lose my mind
'Bout to lose my mind
Fuck waiting in line
Fuck waiting in line
'Bout to take what's mine
'Bout to take what's mine
Fuck waiting in line
Fuck waiting in line
It's not roadman rap I don't want to fake
This is good guy rap it's that give and take
I was fast asleep but now I'm wide awake
And I believe that we're ready for the overtake
Spitting white boy raps with the high-pitched voice
Man I spent my youth with the choirboys
Looking at your tracks yelling what are those
No radio can't deal with the noise
Everybody tries to sound the same
True it's no surprise but it's a shame
Stay in my own lane I cant't complain
But it's oh so tragic all I hear 'em saying
It's too sloppy make it poppy
All they know to do it's sad but true is copy
Do it with my crew I do it with my posse
Seeing it through so it's no use to stop me
'Bout to lose my mind
'Bout to lose my mind
Fuck waiting in line
Fuck waiting in line
'Bout to take what's mine
'Bout to take what's mine
Fuck waiting in line
Fuck waiting in