I can't tell who I am I'm mystique
Imma smoke up into next week
There's no pacing when it comes to facing
I'm not playing no I'm not faking
I'm translating everything I know into audio
Feeling like Mario I wear the same clothes everywhere I go
See you can't front on that I love trap and boom bap this and that
I just wanna show love and give respect
I don't need to blow up I just gotta live
Yeah that's all I really want I just gotta live
I'm not here to pull stunts I don't fake this shit
I've been thinking bout getting myself a lab cabin in California
Nah I just gotta get the reference
I see myself in a New York basement where rap was concepted
I could never let this shit go to my head