Honestly, I Never Really Put The Mic

His Palms Are Sweaty, Knees Weak, Arms Are Heavy There's Vomit On His Sweater Already, Mom's Spaghetti He's Nervous, But On The Surface He Looks Calm And Ready To Drop Bombs, But He Keeps On Forgettin' What He Wrote Down, The Whole Crowd Goes So Loud He Opens His Mouth, But The Words Won't Come Out He's Chokin', How, Everybody's Jokin' Now The Clocks Run Out, Times Up, Over, Blaow!

I Will Not Fall, I Will Stand Tall, Feels Like No One Can Beat Me.

I Truly Believe I May Be Getting Too Big For My Own Good.

Yeah, It's Been A Ride I Guess I Had To Go To That Place To Get To This One Now Some Of You Might Still Be In That Place If You're Trying To Get Out, Just Follow Me I'll Get You There

Had A Dream, I Was King, I Woke Up, Still King