I Got Enemies, I Got A Lotta

Buzz So Big I Could Probably Sell A Blank Disc.

I Used To Always Crack Jokes In Class. I Was A Good Liar And A Good Talker. I Was Just Good. I Was My Father's Son. I Was Slick. When It Comes To Knowing What To Say, To Charm, I Always Had It.

It's About Finding What's Next. I'm Hesitant To Let People Know What Producers I'm F---ing With, What I'm Rapping About. I'd Rather Drop That Winning Hand Out Of Nowhere.

I Still Just Like Everybody Else Need To Meet Quotas With My Spins, With My Buzz And Make My Way Into The Office. It Has To Be Undeniable; The World Has To Know About You Before Jay-z Makes A Call.

It Takes A Million Compliments To Build You Up And One Insult To Send It All Crashing Down.