Yeah. So I guess this is what it is, huh? Think it's obvious? We ain't never gonna see eye to eye. But it's funny, as much as I hate you, I need you. This is music to be murdered by. Finally brand a mission. I feel the end is near. The beauty starts to fade. My joy has turned to pain. I hear the symphony playing. Ten thousand violins. Souls floating away like feathers. They said my last album I sounded bitter. No, I sound like a spitter. Ninety percenter. These hypocrites are trying to get rid of. But why would I get a chip on my shoulder? I was considered one time as the illest. Bitch, I'm still as fly as a zipper. True, I'd just get richer. But if it was ever all about Skrilla, then I would acquit her. Long motherfucking time ago. Bitch, shut the fuck up. I should go say that shit to Tech N9ne or to Jigga. Nobody says shit about 2 Chainz as long as he's been here. Shit, no wonder you're mad. Now I'm looking at them plaques. Count them. I'm LL Cool J. Bigger endeavor. That's how come. 24 mil when I put out a bad album. Revival flop came back and I scared the crap out of them. But Rolling Stone stars, I get two and a half out. I get five and I laugh out loud. Cause that's what they gave bad back in the day. Which actually made me not feel as bad now. Cause if it happened to James, it can happen to Shady. They do the same shit to Brady. More people hate me than love me. This game will make you go crazy. Bout to go for B-R-O-K-E. I was the G, the O-A-T. Once I was played in rotation at every radio station. They said I'm lyrically amazing but I have nothing to say. But then when I put out Revival and I had something to say. They said that they hated me. Awake me. I lose the rage. I'm too tame. I get it back. They say I'm too angry. I need to get me some Dravy's. Know I should hook up with Takey. Fans keep on calling me one way. Haters pull me in another. Got more hooks in me than Sway Lee. Bout to pick up some weights and lift to my tattoo of Haley. Face stretches. They said I'm just a whiner. I sound like a baby. I dish it out but can't take it. But I take it, dish it back out. And they get all bent out of shape. This shit's almost comical. I'm waiting. I meant no disrespect. I wasn't disintect. That was not a shot of 2 Chainz or the Jay-Z. They probably feel the same way. Because lately, instead of us being credited for longevity. And being able to keep it up for this long at this level. We get told we'll never be what we were. Bitch, if I was as hot, as good as I was. I'm still twice as good as you'll ever be. Only way that you're ahead of me is alphabetically. Cause if you diss me, I'm coming after you like the letter V. Killing everything. Play this tune. It's your eulogy. It's your funeral. Prepare to die. For you to be murdered by.