I been in my room just chilling
Adesanya kicking and my head been spinning
I'm too sick, I think I been infected, need some penicillin
Pen ain't at my ceiling, these just rhymes I'm seeing, uh (uh)
Had the vision, I'd do anything to get that feeling
I look in the mirror, I'm seeing reflections
Tried to tell 'em, they ain't get the message
Even tried to sell it but I guess they really ain't investing
Said my stock going down, that's gotta be a misdirection
I'm venting while re-inventing (aye, aye, aye)
Supercalifragilistically winning this shit
Not statistically, but in my history
We on A-Team like Mr. T
Only 18, they hating
Must mean I'm doing something right
Just know this ain't no daydream, so
Where do I go, back to my roots, it's all that I know (uh)
Come walk in my shoes, my feet can get pretty pretty pretty cold (brr)
Go back to my roots
Feel like I'm Fallon when I'm coming home, uh (when I'm coming home)
Back to my truth, turn it around and just watch it unfold
I make hits like Ohtani while I'm pitching myself
Multitasking, not your average, I run the plays like Bill Self
Don't play with yourself, go get you some help if you need it
Ain't no disagreement get you heated when you undefeated, uh
I trip in the nebula, all these bitches be hitting my cellular
But what's on right now is better, bruh
This shit ain't regular, I'll tell you what, bitch don't say nothin
I've been doing this for my whole life, don't ever pray for me
Put the game on lock, and dug the key into a grave saying
Rest In Peace to y'all, but here's to me, I'm getting paid
Sorting all my shit out like a binder, looking for gold, 49ers
I know that I'm hard to forget, but here's a reminder
Said I wasn't playing games and yet you tryna play Wii
I don't speak French so I don't know what that means
What it seems is not the obvious, who be stopping us
I'm just running off with this shit
So please catch me at the top, might need binoculars
Where do I go, back to my roots, it's all that I know (uh)
Come walk in my shoes, my feet can get pretty pretty pretty cold (brr)
Go back to my roots, feel like I'm Fallon when I'm coming home, uh
Back to my truth, turn it around and just watch it unfold
