Uploaded October 2021 | Updated September 2026, 20 hours ago

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LYRICS:

Tell me, tell me what your game is
Aimless, aimless like the same as it’s always been
You get no pretending here
Protect real shit, this what your potential fears
Tell me, tell me what your game is
Aimless, aimless like the same as it’s always been
You get no pretending here
Protect real shit, this what your potential fears

Stop the track, now Imma start it over
Big numbers, big bills, call me back when you ain’t sober
Cause I need someone to pin my problems on
So get it wrong, by the time you hear this, I’ll be on another song
Singing another tune; been given incorrect directions
Who told you intuition rules believes a misconception
Cause I been toughened up by making bad decisions
Now I kick the door in on a beat, no Home Alone naivety this mission
And I play my pure position by pushing my star forward
Hitch and go my niche until it goes northern
That’s the light guiding me home, baby
All this time alone making me go stir crazy
Maybe laziness is a cage or maze He the Lord has placed here to play me
Got my fond memories blowing daisies
But Imma persevere cause I know the moments here
Are fleeting and if there’s no more repeating, that means the moment’s near
I gotta take my spotlight up like a smoker
No other day other than today like Al Roker
Keep playing poker with my problems trying to save face
Never take the smoke from y’all cause I’ll be coming back with mace
Nothing replaced or gone missing in my taste
Laced the beat with good vibes cause tranquility where I’m based
In case of leaving with haste, I just thought I’d remind you that I never waste another poem
I figured you should know
I bass boosted my flows like a amateur
But the verses still solid shining through the aperture, yes sir

(Mar~kel’s verse)

Tell me, tell me what your game is
Aimless, aimless like the same as it’s always been
You get no pretending here
Protect real shit, this what your potential fears?
Tightrope walking on the beat like a damn acrobat
I got flows deadly enough to make pulses flat
Check the vitals on that ass, yeah, I been padding stats quicker
Rap game Steve Austin, I’m a stone cold killer
But for real, more likely to find me at the creamery
This shit is a hobby, I mean I murder beats leisurely
Rapping how a seizure be
Holy guacamole, shout out to your deity
I’m just stepping on the street like a curb stomp
Never been physical so this is how I drop bombs
Or maybe spiritually blowing up like I been studying my scripture
Have confidence in my outcome cause the Lord sees the full picture of my life
Like he’s the director, I’m the main protagonist
And every time I spit, I see the glitz and glamour
Never repeat bars, so on mics, I never stammer
Like I’m reading the King’s Speech
But that was in the past, I don’t wanna get impeached
This song is just a fraction of my reach and if you wanna see the rest, then I suggest you shut up and listen and I’ll teach