All due respect You got no fuckin' idea what it's like to be number one Every decision you make affects every facet of every other fuckin' thing It's too much to deal with almost And in the end you're completely alone with it all I been on my shit I been on my shit Thought I would've lost my grip but the shots don't miss So, I gotta watch my six when they come for me like John Wick Never called in sick Never called in sick Got a Z-Pack in, my backpack to mix With the cocaine dust and adderall script Now I'm gassed up, let me let it rip Yeah, the boy don't slip Nah, the boy don't slip Only take headshots that turn to red mist Only got raw thoughts up on the checklist And I went all in with the chips and then I got rich Finally got rich, only took a lifetime of grindin' like this Now I'm fuckin' thirty-six and tired as I sit On a throne with a cage I built around it, like fuck I don't know who I could trust Hate this game but I love that rush All the labels say that I talk too much so it's under the rug I'm brushed But I never gave up It just made me tough Been fifteen years, never lost my touch Same ol' Webb, just a little grown up And still not givin' one fuck If I went satanic, shit, I'd get signed to Atlantic And blow up all over the planet But my name is Christian, the devil can't stand it Soul not for sale, they tried but couldn't land it Now I'm shadowbanned across the whole game 'Cause I got no master holdin' my chain They limit my reach, throw dirt on my name They say that I've changed but I'm still the same Motherfucker that I was when I started out I'm just a little smarter now, by all accounts And made a fortune from a small amount I'd have more if I didn't keep callin' out All the fake shit, all the whack shit, all the gay shit Goin' on at Diddy's house down in the basement Most of Hollywood's compromised but I'm not and that makes me dangerous But when I say this It isn't just all entertainment I'm puttin' myself in the line of fire against a system that's not to be played with This shit is as simple as good versus evil so fuck all the views and engagement 'Cause speakin' the truth often comes at a cost and trust me I've been makin' my payments But I know why, it's so I'm okay with Bein' this hated all 'cause I'm honest So fuck bein' famous, I know what my lane is and I got this Yeah, I've spoken out and been punished for it And I've lost some fans in the process But the more they hate me the less I care and that's progress Fuck y'all, man You know, you don't love me anymore Well, that breaks my heart but it's too fuckin' bad 'Cause you don't gotta love me But you will respect me Royalty, goddamn right, I'm underground royalty In this game got a claim to my name, that's underground royalty That's right, rap royalty Uh, yeah, okay-okay 'Cause see, I'm back to get 'em Back to back with the raps I've written The radioactive blaster, the map we live in I say [?] people in the back to listen Long before the apps and the algorithm Was tellin' you what to listen to on the Apple Watch Sit back and watch a pro, So I'ma pass the rock I'm Kratos, grab the axe to stab and slash Until the Gods lie flat like Ragnarok 'Cause I'm a God killer, fuckin' monster The shit that Godzilla runs from when the war drums Got nearer, fear the fallout like I'm locked out of the vault Whether all critics gettin' logged off when I'm off In this mind-state, with a rhyme brait that defies fate Ride straight through the hellfire with a blind date One of the greats and sold weight on the MySpace With the mixtapes, got 'em hooked, now they live bait Fuck all the rules I still be goin' like there's somethin' to prove I keep that hunger when I'm up in the booth So no matter what I contained in the back of my brain I still wake up every mornin' like I got nothin' to lose With the word play, I'm a master, I'm a Sensei King of the underground, so fuck what your friends say And here we all are at the end day Let's gather 'round for one last Wednesday If you're lucky you'll remember the little moments like this That were good, cheers