[Verse] These people only doubt me, these people don’t know about me. I was going for the home run, but they only out me. Then shout at me. I was happy. Now I’m sad. Now I’m mad. I ain’t bad. I am glad, about the shit that I’ve done. That’s right I’m real, try to steal, to heal, your lame raps. By copying my style, by copying my attitude. In circles, like latitude, is how my mood goes. You knows, I’m Da’Boss. Of those hoes. This dude goes hard, that’s what some of you said. This dude blows hard, that’s what one of you said. But on the real, sometimes I wish I was dead..