I know there’s a God because through all my suicide attempts he’s kept me alive

I ask him why, and I used to think I get no reply

Until I realize he talk to me through different eyes

Now it’s impossible to move without the mission in mind

So much division inside

What is it doing to us?

I do the bare minimum

They say I’m doing too much

They can try to cancel me but I’m refusing to hush

There’s so much hate inside my heart cause I’m consuming to much

I put the phone down

Real life is nothing like this fake shit

Cancel culture got you people too afraid to say shit

I only speak my mind that’s why nobody‘s understanding me

You speak outside the norm they try to hit you with insanity

I’m on my cardio

You need to let me love you like a Mario

Better yet, Mario

They need to put my type inside the stereo

I wean away you hollow bitches got no time for scary hoes

Shit is looking scary bro

Very slow, that’s just how I got a move

It’s nothing that I got to prove

You know I got a lot to lose

They try to tell my story but I know they got the plot confused

I always try to catch up to my critics now it’s got me feeling rotten too

Kind of like a caught the flu

I’m too ill

I know you hate when rappers say they too real

But guess what? I’m too real

They try to cripple me with all these blue pills

I turned my life around a way they doubted so I hit em with the blue steel

You will, never stop the grind I be on

I’m in a different zone, that’s just the type of time I be on

And when my family’s feeling weak, that’s like my sign to be strong

My legacy will live forever, never die and be gone

I wonder just how many fake friends will show up at my grave site

Talking to a tombstone, as if they’re trying to make right

Not for things they did say, but everything they never said

But you know all the info on my letterhead

You could’ve sent a text, you could’ve called, but all that shit is out the door

You treat our friendship like a chore

You set aside and then ignore

I see the writings on the wall, don’t want to focus on decor

I need to focus on the people that I really do it for

I mean I’m truly yours

Yours truly, August Wild

Nvsty mutha fucka

I am not a child

Been a man for quite a while

I know it’s going out of style

But I ain’t got no fashion sense

They try to kill my passion when they passionless

You need to get your purpose up

What you want your legacy to be?

I mean I know you talkin shit

But it’s the jealousy for me

Because I’m doing me, everyday I’m working hard and doing something

All you do is hate but you ain’t doin nothing

Every time you mention me

You talk about mistakes that I made

When I was only 23

And life was really tough for me

And aint nobody fuck with me

I turn my life around but then It hit me like a truck to C

The DL haters that used to run with me

No longer want to fuck with me

But fuck em, let em be

If they don’t see me as the man I am today

They don’t need to be around my family 

When we been build to a dream

They try to say was out of reach

I’m reaching mutha fucking milestones

Like every other week

And on the week’s I’m prolly not

I’m not impressed with what I see

From all the haters talkin shit about a man

Whose trynna feed

His baby mom, his baby brother, and his mother, and his sister, and his son

Whose son in me?

I’m building legacy

I’m something real you can’t demolish it 

While these other rappers buying steams to feel accomplishments

I know they want to kill me cause I’m confident

But even in posthumous 

It’s not nobody stopping this