Let me in your life let me in your homes. Let me in your stereos and get me in my zone. A hero on the page is what I wanna be the most. But if we follow for a follow tell me who gon lead us both. Roman numeral flow wallet full of C's. Turn numbers into the alphabet so I can count G's. The loser who won too like you was counting the 3. After the millions cause they doubted the dream. I ain't lost a thing in this grind but my mind. And reality so harsh how could dreaming waste my time. I just ask mine hypothetical at times. Wonderin' if my rap minds matter after I flat line?. So I sign out of Facebook and get some real friends. Got off Twitter with niggas and set some real trends. And we gon' get it man while the World spins. Cause everyday they try to say that the World ends. Followers followin' role models modellin'. Niggas throwin' they dollars in and everybody is hollerin. Is it the end of the world yet?. Is it the end of the World yet?. Followers followin' role models modellin'. Niggas throwin' they dollars in and everybody is hollerin. Is it the end of the world yet?. Is it the end of the World yet?. Young and invincible hated by all the principles. Maybe cause all our principles would seem so fictional. Now we live in a world that's so digital. Hashtags at the minimal niggas act like it's biblical. Typical I watch niggas that's at they pinnacle. And not have one event that felt pivotal. When I was young I was wylin' but always had drive. They suspended my license and then I got fly. Who gon' change the World not I. But I will influence the mind that does try. That's a Pac line see how it all goes. We could become a leader after you follow. So sign out of Facebook and get some real friends. Get off Twitter my nigga and set some real trends. And we gon get it while the world spins. Cause everyday they try to say that the world ends. Is it over yet?. Ugh back to Squaria I go. It's our future Odd Future you could never know. Saw a nigga on Twitter say Vizzy will never blow. I guess there are some shit that I'll spit that I never get to show. Over they heads I go. I wrote this on a flight next to this women that was white. She asked me what is that you write I said a rap song. She said: "really with sentences that long". If you think rap is just drugs and gats then you dead wrong. This is the paper my sons college fund is made on. Those college kids at shows in the front row with weight on. We change lives with these lines that they hate on. Spit on tracks like simple jack and then kick back like Fei Long. I just want write something that make you get life from it. It's more than just a facebook like or dislike button. So sign out of that and get some real friends. Get off Twitter my nigga and set some real trends