What does it mean to you? Traded in my nightmares for visions Realized with my thoughts I could paint these pictures I'm a artist and my art is the reason I'm livin' And I'm a man, got a plan so it's time to go get it Yeah, partially crazy in my mind but the genius is out When I was trapped in California, all I've seen is a drought I'm better now, got a better plan to get the cake In the dead of town got a better stand that isn't fake Hearin' other rappers speak, is it real or vanity? I see reality but is it real or is it sanity? I know the man in me, he stand above me, on my hands and knees Prayin' I'ma make it to the top, the real man is me 'Cause blood sweat and tears is the real net worth While they was lookin' for a deal I was sellin' sweatshirts Some of y'all gon' get hurt when I drop the verses And I swear it's like a funeral, my beats are put in hearses Sometimes the volatility can get to me, but I ain't scared When I was 17 writing raps in class he wasn't there I'm standin' out like some titties now, fuck if I care I'm hangin' out, run the city now, she there if I'm there I ain't around too much, I'm in the studio Shit, I don't play no games, these rappers Yu-Gi-Oh Every time I write these tracks it's like my last time I play these shows like tonight could be my last dime I'm like a drug addict, too kicked-in but one last time I have to come super correct with my last lines I understand man if they gon' give me beef So I'm takin' baseball bats to the track like it's my pastime Traded in my nightmares for visions Realized with my thoughts I could paint these pictures I'm a artist and my art is the reason I'm livin' And I'm a man, got a plan so it's time to go get it Partially crazy in my mind but the genius is out Trapped in California, all I've seen is a drought Partially crazy in my mind but the genius is out Partially crazy Uh, I was crazy and I mean it, kicking' faces on the ce-ment Feel amazing, I believe it, but it's fate and what I'm seein' What I'm bleedin' on the track, best believe I'm kickin' back 'Cause the demons in my words tell my soul to counteract What I'm feelin', I'm facin' these emotions The mental therapy within my moleskin is potenent Broad historical context, my songs here forever Even if you fucking kill me you can't burn digital letters I'm takin' shots, back to back, got a bullet Bourbon Cop the grey BM, drunk drivin' so I pull up swervin' Suicidal thoughts but I don't really wanna die though Who am I to drop the illest mixtape in a while Without this I got nothin' so I'm lettin' this out I don't got no job trainin', all I got is the clout And whenever my brain decides to start lettin' me out I'ma go hard to the death 'cause the art's what I'm about And I don't even really letch'yall in I guess privacy's the place I feel comfortable in Just hope you never give up tryin' 'cause for me, I got a destiny And art ain't just the reason motherfucker, it's the recipe My lines tighter like I'm bangin' out a virgin Preaching bars to disciples and they hangin' on my sermon I gotta get my word in, I know it takes some time But I'ma always fall back on the power of the rhyme Traded in my nightmares for visions Realized with my thoughts I could paint these pictures I'm a artist and my art is the reason I'm livin' And I'm a man, got a plan so it's time to go get it Partially crazy in my mind but the genius is out Trapped in California, all I've seen is a drought Partially crazy