Where are we headed?
A bunch of people poppin off their hinges
They line up to be called snitches
My computer screen went black from all the game glitches
I might have fell and the hospital gave me 15 stitches
It’s not Halloween but I am looking for a couple witches
I laid back to decipher the world that's so wicked
I see people not leading and they walking crooked
They making music for my generation sound so stupid
Let my words penetrate through this small snippet
I have a new nickname call me Joshie-tron
Everything I influenced, I also moved along
I worked hard day n night I just mowed your lawn
Now all the haters try to follow me, I cut them off
I may be a lonely boy but I am also never lost
My word game cuts colder than that window frost
I don't care about name brands or what it cost
What really matters is that I can become your boss
Make the right decisions or you will be at a loss
I may be sitting here trying to write these songs
Let it be meaningful not about beer bongs and thongs
because if I’m stepping over you, calculate how long!
I am a transformer and like to know what I am doing wrong
Lets have a special collaboration for this vast nation
I love to be creative and sing along to my own creations
Im making money to plan for my family vacation
Stop complaining about your situation or foundation
All this crying got this room filled with condensation
Try to make an impact and build your reputation
I am just freestyling off a beat, these are not confessions!