(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)   Said it's my desire, yes it, yeah   Yes it, yes it is, oh yeah, yeah      Comprehend the guidelines   My chest out chinchilla   All relaxed on the sidelines   I'm so famous, understand      New York City respects my game like Joe Namath   And I protect my name like your anus   In prison y'all don't hear me, y'all don't listen   Y'all just wanna shine, y'all just wanna glisten      Floss, knowing that the soul is still missing   (Who am I?)   I am the poetical pastor   Slave to a label but I own my masters      Still get it popping without Artist And Repertoire   'Cause march is a monarch only minus the A&R   When my brain excels, your train derails   Pop shit, make you feel 'The Clipse' like Pharell      You will feel me   You will admire   (My)   Struggle   (My)   Hustle   (My)   Soul, desire      Oh, said it's my desire, yes it, yeah   (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)   Said it's my desire, yeah      My book is a ovary, the pages I lust to turn   My pen's the penis, when I write the ink's the sperm   Desire, the fire that ignites, the torch to burn   This is not rocket science, this easy to learn      My mic's the gavel when I talk courts adjourned   Respect, even if you were ashes you couldn't earn   I embody antibiotics, you are infected with germs   Rap's fatally ill, please stick to the serum      Players, pick turns to play, get burned   I color commentate the game like chick perms   This is the moment of truth for my opponents and liars      Talk is alone invoke the emotion of black choirs   Fire, you don't wanna get burned like Rich Pryor   Move back, who's that, there, the live wire      You will feel me   You will admire   (My)   Struggle   (My)   Hustle   (My)   Soul, desire      Said, it's my desire, yes it, yeah   Yes, my desire, people should keep fighting   My passion, my fire   Yes, my desire, people should keep fighting   (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)      Yes, my desire, people should keep fighting   (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)   Yes, my desire, people should keep fighting   (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)