I′m always woke when the others asleep

They sheepish so they follow the code, weakness

Call me Palmer the boldAlways lookin' like cops when they on patrol

I ain′t God sent, I'm not perfect, but that don't mean I can′t make every shot worth it

Click click click, if it′s not working

The lyrical rap surgeon, bit of a bad person but never lack words

If one thing is for certain

Critics'll get a critical dose, they rate donda the worst

Off of what they think of kanye and not what they heard

Never fail to see genius at work

You live a fantasy where you′ll see the demons'll lurk

Another nigga failing is a another casuality

But welcome to reality, our freedom we are free to assert

I′m not a leader at work, I just speak and observe

They try to bury me and I'll just eat through the dirt

But I make the earth shake ′til you niggas feel the return

Of the greatest

Our mind's nothing but some empty shells

Held captive living in a prison cell

I toss my problems in a wishing well thinking that would wish me well

Y'all living tales that really isn′t real

Yeah, I call this God given, against the wall? Yall trippin′

I'm balancin′ bars and artism, more sharp hitting than shards splittin'

I′m far gifted than these other niggas

Don't matter how many scars given

Rap is a disease, I got large symptoms

I′m hopping over tall buildings for the spot listen

A villain at war, witness a king to y'all children

That finishing spark that gets lit in the dark

You're more far from home than niggas living under park benches

I don′t quit ′til im hitting the mark I give it my all 'til what I′m spitting is hard

So what you're seeing is art, really just spills from the heart

As long as I am the kid of my father I′ll miss him now that the distance is far

Everything that we did just to get to this mark, I will always remember

Listen to the sound of that lonely September

This is my lonesome to weather we're divided but divided together

I see where I′ve come from, I don't think I'll ever forget it

I thank you all for the memories they′re in the back of my heading

Things that I′ve lived to regret'em I just figured thats worth to mention

This isn′t the ending if you haven't got the message

You wanted my two cents so let me get′em

In life you got choices and when you choosing choose the better

So till the end of my progression I'm forever the definition of what an empty shell is

Our mind′s nothing but some empty shells

Held captive living in a prison cell

I toss my problems in a wishing well thinking that would wish me well

Y'all living tales that really isn't real