[Verse 1]

I guess I get mad when you get boxed in

So mad, you wanna start boxin'

So mad, you gonna turn to Tyson

Slicin' and dicin' ...

Paparazzi, I'm like a Nazi to 'em...

I'm not Bill Cosby to 'em

And I ain't Bing Crosby to 'em

More like to 'em

Aye yo, I've got to ruin

The image and the style that you're used to doin'

When people usually do music

I am a visionary, Christian soldier, don't confuse it

Before I lose it and have to prove it

This the way to prove it, this the way that we gon' do it

Time, we gotta move it to the future

Karma Sutra, any way that suit ya

Don't shoot stop the violence, and it's been stopped

We stopped the violence in the hip-hop

We stopped the hatin' and the degradation

We 'bout to build like One Nation

Got off the phone with Benjamin Carson

Uh, that's the next president, arson

Burn it down, burn Hollwood, burn, like Ice Cube said

I'm the rudest

A lot of people say that, 'cause they say “'Ye, don't play that”

They be off that Grey Goose, I be off that 'Ye Juice

That's the way I stay loose

Confidence and esteem, American dream

My crib's spatial

And my relationship is interracial
[Verse 2]

I don't know where to start

I don't know where to start...

Maybe the chart, maybe the heart

Maybe the flow maybe the gold

Where I was grown, what I grew up in

Well, you see, my mama divorced my daddy

And moved my family when I was 3

And in the cold

Straight from Chicago where I go

And everybody know

From my homie Don C, I be air

Aye, yo – like IBM

Or Apple, Steve Jobs of this

Yeah, I'm on my job with this

Aye, yo, it's very, very simple

You heard me on Jimmy Kimmel


I can do it every tempo

I'll use my temple

I wanna build a temple

I wanna build churches

That could be as big as The Adam's Family's, where Lurch is

Aye, yo, this is not a circus...

The zoo is closed, motherfuckers

Aye, yo

It ain't no cursin' in the verse which you know is not perfect

And now you know it's still worth it

I might short-circuit, I might just black out

Hit you with that “BLOCKA!”

You know I'm the blocka

Number One Chief Rocker, Number One Chief Rocker

Ain't nobody gon' stop him, ain't nobody gon' stop us

Because... God on my side

That's the way I ride

Jesus Christ

Yeezus nice!
[Verse 3]

One time I had lost my faith

But I had to stay faithful and grateful

For the God I was given

The way that I was livin' or the life that I've been livin'

It didn't make a difference

See, when I was 30, I had 6 parents

Grandmother, grandfather, grandmother, grandfather

Mother, father, now I've only got one parent

Life could change in a blink, and that is apparent

But still you've got to stay strong

I don't know what everybody else is on

Sometimes I don't listen to music, I just need to zone out

Sometimes I don't listen to music, everybody clones now

And I doubt they even listen, and I ain't tryna diss 'em

But sometimes I be in music and feel like it's a prison

And everybody say bein' a rockstar is everything

But see, I wanna do everything

And I know I could do everything

And be anything that I wanna be

So simply, if you wanna be like Mike, I wanna be like Christ

You know what I'm saying?

Okay, this beat just threw me off

Took it extra old-school

This ain't no freestyle beat – yo, yo, dude!