(chorus)
and it goes... (x7), yeah
and it goes... (x7), yeah

hey, what's going on? been gone for a minute
had to take my time, but now it's back to business
for all my sins, i pray the Lord forgiveness
as God is my witness, i am the illest
motherfucker in the game right now
only i ain't got a lotta fame right now
only two dollars to my name right now
but you see me all up on the mic like wow
now, i don't like to brag and i don't like to boast
but i'm the flyest motherfucker on the Midwest Coast
and when i ain't rapping, i tell a lot of jokes
but the punchline is, i just do it to cope
so goddamn broke, can't afford medication
and fuck no, i ain't trying meditation
oh, i don't know anymore...
i don't know anymore

(chorus)

here we go, fortified, 33 and 45
MC Freeman all up on the microphone recording live
spending every single night sleeping on a mattress
sampling math rock, then dropping it for the masses
insurance is Catholic, practically nonexistent
visions of my father, only increasing distance
my siblings need solace, i need my wallet
to be full of polly so i can survive this
call my girl up on the phone, tell her that i'm coming home
reconnect with family and maybe get some time alone
and nap a lil while, while i'm at it
try to feel refreshed before i get back to Athens
graduation's coming, what in the fuck happened?
sitting 'round blinking, shit, time's passing
but it ain't over, not 'til it's over
it's just that i been getting older...

(chorus x2)