Lyrics:

… when I payed [?]
Need a couple beats to put the pain to
A couple years ago, I was mean too
That's back when I could barely pay rent
Saving water bottles just to make cents
Spill my soul each and every night
On a couple beats that Dan Haynes sent
I was waiting tables and a waitress told me
That my stupid dreams never made sense
Had a nine-to-five, a couple people hatin'
And they still sittin' at the same desk

[Chorus]
I know, I know I got this shit
Don't fuck with lames who wanna be me
Put my all into this shit
I'm a problem, that's how they see me
They added in the bag
But now it's me, myself, and I
I know, I know I got the juice
I keep...