Stick 2 the Plan

Tell me man what has popping for these past couple years
I haven’t heard a single thing about releases that your planning to steer
Haven’t heard a single thing in a while
Haven’t heard a single track since you released all out
I heard you hit the stage with Hopsin, what happened from there
Why ain’t you popping yet your own tours, successful career
You said you’d be on it by 25 a big millionaire
But I can tell it from your views that you ain’t close to be there
You’ve been rapping now for ten plus years
I remember thinking you would never end up here
You would rise among the stars and you would bring us there
So what’s been going on lately I don’t see what’s unclear
I mean you spit good you make good music
But your instagram account and youtube seems useless
What about the collaborations you said you would get?
What about the radio stations that was feeling your shit?
What about the major moves you promised you would put out
I heard you saying you were moving to the states or somewhere else and about
I heard you, play tunes, on a radiostation, while I was driving
I thought it crazy dawg it got me smiling, for real
But that’d been couple years ago now wouldn’t it?
What’s been going on since then I’d really love to know of it
Had to put some food on the table cause I was too much in debt
From music videos and studio time to beats I would get
I ended up with not a single dollar broke and with less
Money than any human being could possess with respect
Was either sell drugs or make cash honest
I chose the second route a day job to get shit started
But they just drained me out
On overtime but still don’t make enough to survive
So how the fuck am I supposed to make an album when I
Cannot afford to buy a beat and need a studio to record tracks
So I just tripled down up my time started to hoard cash
Everything was going alright, it all was lining up
My rhyming getting better and tight, it all was lighting up
My dream was really coming alive, still was dependent though
On everybody else by my side, for different parts of it
But I was thinking it was aight, they were my boys I thought
They would never lie or drop out, shoulda known better though
Now here I stand five years later
Had a relationship that fucked me up forgot what I’m made of
I made a track a year, No wonder you ain’t heard of me been gone for a while
I had to go through all this shit so I could see through the clouds
Had to be broken down for real so I could learn how to fly
I had to scrape at the bottom to kick my hunger alive
And then I got myself a well paid job, now I was getting checks
More than anybody around, but I was still upset
Something in me wasn’t right, still I couldn’t sleep at night
I had everything an ordinary man would want in life
But normal ain’t a thing of mine I want it bigger want it better
Started writing tracks again just rapping as I always did it
Still I couldn’t find myself a pool of producers who could deliver
What I needed for my vision to bloom and
Then I said fuck it I’ll just do it myself
Got me a keyboard and invested all my time to get well
I’m independent now I master all this shit in my stealth
So when you hear me on a beat I prolly cooked it as well
I’m even richer in knowledge I’m even richer in cash
Allow me now to introduce myself and stick 2 the plan