First Class

When I'm on the edge where family at
When you at the fuckin' edge, I'll prolly be there
That's gangsta, that's hip hop, should know better than that
Tired of fuckin with these amateurs where my veterans at
PTSD from my child racist 20 years in the rap game
I represent Filipino side Pacman
Yeah, my grandmother South Korean too redman
I ain't with that fake fame chasing yeah, I'm that man
Rhyme after rhyme, how can I be broke sir?
If you can't trust me, trust my rap skills flow verse
No world around me yeah, I'm in my zone

I don't talk fast or plan quick top of the dome
Only my instincts applied, I don't surprised or too excited
I don't mingle with guys
Your eyes can't see my life
Bad news, they all lies
I'm chilling, swear a God, I'm feeling great, I'm feeling nice
Positive minds riding through the negative thoughts
Success ain't mine and owned, so I be taking some losses
Los Angel's new born, fresh out the first class

Third eye vision the flyest Asian you heard that
Hollywood sign on my left Korean flag on my back
When I was suffering from mental illness fuck u was at
Nobody visited busy being cold hearted that's that
New human mental problem matters too, I'm talking the facts

억이던 백 천이던 됐고 척이면 pass 가벼운 일
뻐기는 rats I ain't fuckin with that
Lucky ass rappers they ain't really came from the bottom
Shoutout to the real ones, there some lames from the bottom
Tryna act like we all came up together
Of course I brought 'em and then went up together
Now they all scared of roller coaster ride
Now or never weather
Is good or not, I'ma ride through and man up, be greater