The Fat Lady

They say that I’m a dreamer
But underneath is more than meets the eye
Like Da Vinci’s imagery of Mona Lisa
Am I a leader? A follower? Nah, I’m neither
Just keep my foot in front of the swoosh on my Nike sneaker
Look, I’ve found my diamond in the rough
Then I’ma keep on live by it, till the doctors pull the plug on me
Guess I made it as a self-educated connoisseur
Dedicated till I’m faded in a silent storm
Not true to form like loose fitted jeans
To get the green and live the dream like kings and queens
And in between spit the fire emojis
While rap fiends get it lifted high like a trophy
I’m solely focused, droppin shit like a flock of pigeons
The fog clears but the plot, it thickens
Tryna make an honest livin with the job I’m given
While the clock is tickin, heyo still no competition
So when the fat lady sings, she better sing about me
I’ve done this long enough to not be livin my dream
When she enter that stage she better sing it with soul
Let it be a magic moment, let the good times roll
So when the fat lady sings, she better sing about me
I’ve done this long enough to not be livin my dream
When she enter that stage she better sing it with soul
Let it be a magic moment, let the good times — good times roll
Now what I come from is humble beginnings
So from the jump, I was told that it’s one in a million that make it
But I never let it tunnel my vision
So not to wonder I’m chillin here with a comfortable feeling, I made it
And that is something nobody can ever take from me
See I’m close to my roots, just like a baby tree
Guess I’m known to be true since 1983
I just wanna live this life in 1080p
It’s so great to see I’m in it to run it
Yeah I used to wanna live it, now I live and love it
High ambitions on this limited budgets
And no media coverage
Makes them sick to the stomach
Just like a chicken McNugget
I spit an origami while these other rappers foldin paper planes
Playin games and their fuckin nose is snotty
My shit is poison ivy
Until the day I check out and leave the key to the suite up in the hotel lobby
When the fat lady sings, she better sing about me
I’ve done this long enough to not be livin my dream
When she enter that stage she better sing it with soul
Let it be a magic moment, let the good times roll
So when the fat lady sings, she better sing about me
I’ve done this long enough to not be livin my dream
When she enter that stage she better sing it with soul
Let it be a magic moment, let the good times roll
Uh, I remember when it all was so simple
Lookin back at the problems that I’ve had and that I’ve been through
It’s always monetary, the try to dry the levy while I try to fill it up
Now it’s on a stick in mud
Now fill a cup for mister 'half glass full'
Even the hunter’s afraid of the big bad wolf
Uh, they roam in sheep’s clothin, hopin that my feet’ll slip
And dip like Dorito chips when I show a weak moment
I’m free spoken, get off my penis tip and eat a dick
Only followers in need of leadership
I’ve built a castle outta sand with my own hands
So it’s hard when there is conceited kids you’re dealin with
You see, I work for mine’s and never handed nothin
I’m from the workin class, I guess I had it coming
When I’m willing to get my fingers dirty and expect the people to do the same
but they’d rather hit the panic button
When the fat lady sings, she better sing about me
I’ve done this long enough to not be livin my dream
When she enter that stage she better sing it with soul
Let it be a magic moment, let the good times roll
So when the fat lady sings, she better sing about me
I’ve done this long enough to not be livin my dream
When she enter that stage she better sing it with soul
Let it be a magic moment, let the good times roll