(Cane)
I'm just a man wit a plan to make it to the top,
taking what I got and making the most,
while making it hot, not tryin to be anything that I'm not
got a lot of expectations I'm tryin to meet em,
got morals, I got goals but I aint tryin to compromise to reach em,
meet the genius that's behind the beats/
sometimes I'm speechless/
I'm too choosy on my words, I'm concerned on who it reaches/
see I care about the future, I gotta give em truth/
and the only way to change is change the way we raise the youth/
i feel I got a responsibility with the music/
now that I got a few ears hearin me,how will I use it/
Got a little bit of power, don't when I could lose it/
But I know when I do, I'll feel stupid if I abuse it/
So I try to write verses, a little bit on the consience tip/
I know I'm not perfect, but I try to make em learn even when I'm just talkin shit/
I just wanna make a slight difference/
so I'm tryna get the right attention/
got the right intentions but dont always make the right decisions/
I'm just a dreamer, that believes in everything I stand for/
If I believe in me then what I need your stamp for?
for damn sure I am more, than a corner somebody paint me in/
The style you say I have, the lane you say I'm in,
comparing other faces of my race, like that's race I'm in/
I don't play for them I play to win/
So I dont put myself above or under none/
All I can do is give you me and hope you see where I'm coming from/

(211 Mode)
Kill that shit
dont Nobody wanna hear that shit/
make em say oh wit ill flow thats the only reason anybody feel that shit/
You wasting your time crafting up some thoughtful rhyme/
Noboody's listenin are you trippin, have you lost your mind?
What you trying to save the world? Its too late/
and thinking bout the future doesnt put no food on your plate
you tryin to eat right?
you aint gon see the light of day
trying to be right
you aint the type that kids are tryin to be like/
you aint no role model/
swallow this whole bottle
til it makes ya soul cold enough to go hollow/
follow me, thats what I do man see I dont give a fuck/
could be the steels that I buck, or the nerve ppl struck/
But I say fuck em all, til they hear me out
fuck a fear, fuck a doubt,
all the years I been out/
And they aint even gonna act like I'm hear,
I gotta fuck em in the ear, can you hear me now/
fuck all that conscious shit
knock these common pricks out of consciousness/
and leave the politics to a columnist/
I gotta take it upon my own way til I'm done/
til I'm way up in a place where the aliens are from
where the rays from the sun set ablaze if you come
yeah i take what i want/
and I say what I want, cuz I take a whole case to the face and Im drunk/
making a statement, cant wait or succumb
to the fake, you want respect gotta take it and run
so the wait is over, I'm killin rappers til I make my quota/
spittin venom, think I ate a cobra/
If ya sayin no then change your tone up like the pasty face of sosa
raise a toast up/
211 mode is taking over/