On The Come Up, no Cole, I'll sit you in the front row
Rut row like Raggy, Scooby Doo, I gotchu scared tho
Grow like a tree, my roots got rubies
Impaired by me and my ole mute duties
Call me Doug Flutie, imma underdog story
Fall on my face but I still strive for glory
Foes of a King don't sing just scatter
Toes down like a hellscape no matter
Rap my escape in the wake of the sadder
Saturn's rings aren't enough to fix the latter
Crap on ya doodoo, patterns of greatness
If God had an iPod I'd be on his playlist
So high like a young Prince, Aladdin
Can't bring me down, Darren McFadden
Bro I might catch this light, no traffic up here
Buddy imma sight, someone you must revere