Lyrics

Stacks to the ceiling, what a funny joke.
Quite the opposite, this little homie's broke.
Can't find my sense of humor, I just don't find it funny.
Can't chase the sun because the world revolves around money.

Every step in life, it stands an obstacle.
Not every person looks at life through a monocle.
I'm looking for relief, but it's so hard to find.
Don't have the time to worry, I'm on a real grind.

I'm working three jobs.
Going to school, slicing meats and making beats.
So? Ask me what's it all for!
I've got ambition, motivation to achieve what's become my life's mission.

To live out all my dreams, and never have to worry
About all of these schemes that make weaker men scurry
I'm a king when I rhyme, my words are fists of fury
Better hurry, soon enough it's all gone feel blurry

I never had too much, but I would give it all away
If I never had to worry about the price that I had to pay
(I'm feeling priceless, that's the nicest)

Don't get me wrong, I won't just be a rapper.
If you have a dream, you can make it happen.
Who made this beat? I am the Unknown King!
I also sang the hook, it's time y'all kiss this ring.

What a freak thing, he'll do anything.
Ask anyone, I'm the next thing.
And I'm aiming high, right through the stratosphere
But when I wake up, I crash back through the atmosphere.

Back to my old life in the town
Like the one inhabited by Andy Griffith where I'm making that sick shit
And I'm smoking a quick spliff or that swisher so quit bitchin'
about what I used to do for music. I didn't lose it, I just added to it.

Because I wanna do it all
Make the song of the summer carry over to the fall
And to many seasons afterwards, I wanna be timeless.
All hail the kingpin, respect your highness.

I never had too much, but I would give it all away
If I never had to worry about the price that I had to pay
(I'm feeling priceless, that's the nicest)
I don't ask for much, but I need some peace of mind.
I know there's so much worry, I gotta leave it all behind.
(I'm feeling priceless, that's the nicest)

Back in the lab, can't be disturbed
While I write the words and I twist the verbs
I'm not yet adored, I'm not yet adorned.
Still thrift shopping like Macklemore.

Got a voice inside my mind
When I'm out on my grind, trying to make me doubt myself.
Do I got the drive? Will I survive?
Will I crash and burn, or will I stay alive?

But I keep it chill, Wisconsin trill.
I'm feeling ill, but I ain't had my fill.
Filling up my cup, I can't get enough.
If you ain't down with us, then you be fucking up.

It's either ride or die, it's my time to shine.
I touch the sky, I go for mine
Until I pay the prices for all my vices
I'm feeling priceless, and that's the nicest!