Pick the ball up, I ain't even drop the shit My mind's in a race, tabs make the clock tick A bit quicker, I spit sicker than sick spitters All lined with ARIAs and I ain't get my shit, listen What a fuckin' joke, industry a puff of smoke I get the last laugh 'cause I'm still makin' fuckin' dough But on another note, I'm dealin' with my mood swings Poppin' shit just to function and to do shit My brain plays games, am I in the right place? Like I ain't even wanna rap but it's my life mate Tryna' stand forward but it's like I'm steppin' backwards Labels only talkin' 'cause the fact that I can rap good I'm in a black hoodie, smashed, I can barely talk They told me "look at yourself, you can barely walk" If I'm fallin' apart, at least I noticed this shit And if I fall will you laugh and push me over to the Program damn, just to get me off the Xan man I don't think it's workin', should I end it with a bam? Damn Crazy thoughts that I'm livin' amongst They won't leave my fuckin' brain 'cause there's a blizzard of dust Ridiculous stuff, I see the bitch in you cunt Just jealous 'cause I made it and I'm livin' it up I don't know what to do, should I be zippin' it up? Not my mouth or body bag on you conspicuous cunts Just let me chill Fuck Just let a cunt chill I need some space brah Look Keep my name out your mouth, 'cause I'm cruisin' in my own lane Leave the scene behind, sorry but I gotta go mate It's that simple, crash and smash into Noddin' at the wheel, shoulder impact through the window That's leavin' the scene with a bang yeah See that phone still mine, yeah the same chair I don't take care, I think I care-take Probably 'cause there's too much on my damn plate Ten for ten, that's the aim with the Nebs One Will keep the promise 'cause I can't see a next up That could do what I do in the booth That could move, that could soothe, what I do for the youth I work harder with rap, than any rapper in Aus It ain't a diss, that's a fact and I swear it to God Stop comparin' me, I'm on my own level bitch And it's scary 'cause I kinda hear the Devil twitch No thinkin, what am I drinkin'? What am I mixin'? What you might listen? Scot, your right, we think... Stop, I might be the option I see, then what, is he dreamin'? Stop, I'm not bleedin', lost enough demons Plot a rough secret, see your team decrease Me, I been seein' shit, leave me in pieces Two-two-five to the death, I've been reachin' up But it's never like I'm ditchin rap Still with the crew I'd be with if I didn't rap That's some brotherhood shit, we the best team Your girl plays this at night, it's a wet dream Now let's see and emcee like me I create the air and I can split the sea That confidence shit, no arrogance bitch Unless you tryna' take shots, we retaliate quick But I'm here for a good time, not for some suppy shit Unless you see me in the club and I fuckin' flip Had enough of it, shit I had to air it out If I left, would you care? You have to swear on that Kerser