Act 1, Scene 1

Daquan: The party has arrived

Franklin: Whats up boi
(The crew comes up to daquan)
Daquan: Wheres all of the honeys
Mike: Ayy thats my boi
Carmelo: Lets go get a drink
Daquan: Ight, lets go
Mike: Get me a 40
Franklin: Im finning to go dance
Mike: Ight lets go baby
Carmelo: Now this is a party
Daquan: You know it boi this is lit Mike
Mike: Thanks, bro
Daquan: Lets go talk down stairs
Mike: So, lets see it boys
Daquan: I got $500
Franklin: I got $300
Shamque: I got $300 too
Carmelo: Man I only got $200
Mike: You already know your boy got
(Sirens and cars flying outside)

Shamque: Crap, we need to get out of here!

Daquan: Man, who called the 5o
Carmelo: Crap, guys we forgot the weed
Daquan: Its to late now
Franklin: Turn into this yard
Daquan: Theres the car hurry and get in
Mike: Thats bull crap yo, who called to po po.
Carmelo: I cant believe we lost the weed.
Daquan: Chill we gonna figure it out
Franklin: No we aint, the boss is gonna kill us and you know it man
Daquan: Man, you need to chill
Franklin: Chill! Chill! With my life on the line you want me to chill, mannn
Daquan: Yo we still got the money, right?
Franklin: Yeah so
Daquan: Then hes not gonna be that mad
Franklin: True true
Daquan: Ight then you good now?
Franklin: Yeah bro
Daquan: Ight then now let's go put this money away.
Act 1, Scene 2
(Russel Westbrooke On A Farm begins. Daquan starts singing.)

Aint no doubt about it shiz is coming

And Im just praying that Lil Dicky love it
Always told myself that this the type of shiz I wanted
I was being honest, even made a promise
Not with anybody else, this was inner conscious
Talking to my freaking self, das a little bonkers
I know, I still got a lot of shiz to conquer
I hope, that ain't even mad concern tho
You know Ill be working till I get what I deserve
Whatever totems I get personally you know Ima earn those
This ain't even bout some shiz up on a checklist
This about the fact that Im about to test this
Im about to figure out what ma best is
I can't avoid it because now ya boy invested
And I ain't gotta a choice except to smile and accept it
Pretty reckless, pretty reckless cuz
Ive lived my life expecting love
To come the second my attempt was done
And yea I guess to some extent I was correct because Im getting buzz
But now Im bout to be ubiquitous, look it up
Yeah, or thats at least what Im assuming
But as alluded to reality is looming and
Now ya dude about to make a move and take the truth
And hope to god that when he through
That what he thought about is proven

But honestly i'm not afraid that its delusion

Im hot enough to where I know its not illusion
But obviously I been finding this confusing
This aint even close to what I thought I would be doing
Dont get me wrong, I was born to be big
But I always figured it would be the comedy thing
So I started rapping just to see what drama it brings
What big dogs from sitcoms would holler at me
And as the time past, I rhymed faster, lines crafted
Was high class as I mastered my craft and
Garsh darn, whoda thought it get like this

Back in 2010 music wouldnt make that list

Im talking top 5 to 10 strengths, with no winks
I would not lie, my pen dry, with no ink
Orthats at least what I thought
Till I clawed and scratched the pen till I saw a line draw
Then I coulda let bygones be bygones
But I really wanted to rhyme till ma line drawn
Like where the freak is ma peak at
Not Brown but I make it pop, then I beat that
Not crowned yet, but I dont think I decreed that
Not loud, but you know Im ready to tweet that
I just really hope Im ready to be that
Now you seeing where Ds at

Cuz even tho Im softer than a tissue I ain't nothing to sneeze at

Im smarter, where freak ya degrees at
And I ain't harder but Im hotter homie, where da freak ya degrees at
Im bout to come in and desaturate
The chic rap today
And evaporate
The feedback I hate
Ill elaborate
At a later date
But Im getting off the point with the player hate
What the freak was I saying, oh yeah
Im kind of a slave
To my ambition, I ain't quittin till my shiz is appraised
And I admit it, I predict that where I finish is crazy
But that just means that its further away
SoBurd about to work until he turn in his grave
Its really burdensome when learning something fun for the day
But Im concerned about da burning out from upping the stakes
Im always upping the steaks
Im taking dinner meetings in New York, always up for the steaks
We exploring the discussion of great
They assuring me that when Im more elite
Ill be secure and amazed
But this isnt insecurity mang
Like this the opposite of that, confidence in fact

My biggest problem is I can't honestly relax

Because inside of me a darn odyssey enacts
And I made a promise that I can't be the body thats stopping it
Think I need a lobotomy
Lil dicky the prophecy
Little bit of anomaly, not a commodity, not a faade, or a lotta
Da Comedy prodigies commonly brought up wit Dicky
Feelin weird, lemme think of an analogy
Just imagine for a second what if Russell Westbrook never knew his own mentality
Grew up on a farm where the biggest commonality
Was people that conform to the ruralist localities
To Russell though it was nuffin but normality
And he really nice up on the plow in actuality
Everybody liked the kid and dug his personality
And so da mutuality was somewhat rationality
So then ya man made a plan of practicality
Not even a plan, it was more of a formality
Get a little land and attend to its vitality
Then raise a little fam till it all became finality
The strategy was just to stay in the course
And do ya chores, when ya happy you ain't need to abort
Never explored nothing less he rollin round on his horse
Then one day he was up on his horse
Thats when he went past the porch
The path he normally passes forth
Was fast and short, was after more

Went faster north, amassed a lure

To master moreand then discovered the court
He like yaaalet me down Tim
Hopped off, lookin puzzled at the round rim
Saw a ball up in the corner on the ground then
Russell started dribbling and giggling astounded
Then he shot a brick and then a brick and then he downed it
And when he hit it Russell listened to the freakin sound friction
Up in a swish make and he was confounded
Because he knew that he had found him
But right now, it was still for the fun
Just a way to kill the time when the farming was done
Then the walking turned to running, and the hoppin turned to jumping
And dunking, and Russell had to keep coming because the youngn was freaking
Disgusting and loving it, running it, all of a sudden the public started to come
In abundance and freak wit him, cuz he was butter and hungry, hung jury
Cuz stories of glory not normally for people like him
Then the word got around up to ESPN
And they flying Russell down to compete in the gym
Bunch a grown men lookin to belittle the kid
Because to those men, ball was the reason to live
And the GOATS they been all in since they was kids
So this goat owning motherfreaka look like a hit
And even know Russell knows that, he doesnt submit
He just chills wit a grin

And then the game start, and this muthafreaka take charge
Make it rain, hard D up on these snitches making children of men
Lookin better than his predecessors ever could get
Turned the animosity to respect
And then the Thunder called him
Said they heard a lot about the ballin
Told him that they wanna get involved and
Showed him all the shiz that you can get up in the league, its so appalling
Oklahoma City in the autumn, hecka pretty
Awesome, errbody laud him
Erry bitty lookin like they really freaking fallin
Condominium is so legitimate its sprawling
And this muthafreaka on the court straight ballin
Cash all up in that butt
Loling at the past like, where the freak would I be at up on the other path
Right?
If I never stumbled pon the game then think of that life

Shiz, who taking care of ma farm?

Who taking care of ma farm?
Who taking care of ma farm?
I really loved that farmuh

CAKE, CAKE, CAKE, CAKE, CAKE

500 million now thats a pound cake

According to Jay Z, and Drake
But greatness aint about cake
(Russel Westbrooke On A Farm ends.)
Daquan: Mike give me the money you have
Mike: Ok I have $700
Daquan: Geesh Mike, nice
Carmelo: Here I got $200
Shamque: I got $300 Daquan
Daquan: Ight ight, Franklin
Franklin: I hope the Boss doesnt kill us
Daquan: Hes not gonna be mad, hell understand
Franklin: Hopefully
Daquan:(phone rings) Yo, yall gotta chill its the boss
The Boss: Yo yall good I heard the cops busted yalls party
Daquan: Oh yeah we good we got the money still
The Boss: Oh ight, what about the stuff.
Daquan: Yeah we had to leave it or we would have been going to jail
The Boss: Yall really left the stuff, imma kill yall that was a lot of money
Mike: (whispering) Whats he saying
Daquan: Shhhh, yeah we know we gonna help get it back bro

The Boss: Im not your bro, you better get everyone rn and meet me at the warehouse or
else.
Daquan: Ight.(hangs up the phone)
Mike: We dead, thats all I got to say is were dead.
Daquan: Just chill
Mike: Heck no hes gonna kill us
Daquan: He isnt gonna kill us, we know where the money is, he doesnt
Franklin: Yeah, Mike just chill well be fine
Mike: Okay okay, im just not trying to get shot
Daqaun: Ight, youre good just keep your cool
Franklin: So what are we gonna do
Daquan: I dont know yet, just tell me when you guys are ready to go see him
Franklin: Lets just go now
Daquan: Ok
The Boss: Finally
Daquan: What do you want us to do
The Boss: Well all that weed you guys lost, we cant get it back or all that money so
instead of selling weed you guys are going to sell cocain and if you dont you guys are
dead
Mike: I knew it, i cant do this
The Boss:(Pulls out a gun) What cant you do?
Mike: I.I.I cant not sell cocain
The Boss: Thats what I thought

Daquan: Ok so how much do we have to sell

The Boss: Youll sell until I tell you to stop
Daquan: Well this is more risky and we dont want to go to jail
The Boss: I dont care you owe me. A lot, so either you sell or die you pick
Daqaun: Well sell
Act 1, Scene 3
Daquan: Ok guys lets go get the stuff
Franklin: Ight
Mike: This is so sketchy
Daquan: Honestly, stop being a baby and do it if youre going to be in the game then
suck it up and act like a real g, ight now lets go
Mike: Im not acting like a baby im just not trying to get sent to the slammer or be killed
thats all.
Daquan: Ok well just shut up and lets go
Franklin: How long do you think were going to do this for
Daquan: I dont know well see
The Boss: Ok you guys all have to sell $3000 worth of cocain
Daquan: $3000, thats a lot we didnt even lose that much
The Boss: I dont care, do you wanna die?
Daquan: Ight ight just chill with that stuff
The Boss: Okay, then here(handing them the drugs), now get out
Daquan: Okay, guys lets go

Franklin: How are we going to do this without getting caught

Mike: Yeah exactly bro, this is a death sentence
Daquan: Just chil, now lets split up
Franklin: Okay
Mike: Jesus, ight man
Carmelo: Okay
Shamque: Ugh lets go
(Rap God begins.)
Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance
(Six minutes, six minutes)
Something's wrong, I can feel it
(Six minutes, six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
Just a feeling I've got
Like something's about to happen
But I don't know what
If that means, what I think it means, we're in trouble
Big trouble and if he is as bananas as you say
I'm not taking any chances
You were just what the doctor ordered
[Bridge:]

I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God

All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slapbox, slapbox?They said I rap like a
robot, so call me Rapbot
[Verse 1:]
But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-**** it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a living and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude and as indecent as all hell
Syllables, skill-a-holic (Kill 'em all with)
This flippity, dippity-hippity hip-hop
You don't really wanna get into a peeing match
With this rappity-rap
Packing a mack in the back of the Ac
backpack rap, crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack
and at the exact same time
I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing that

I'll still be able to break a_____ table

Over the back of a couple of _____ and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic
I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs
Feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a rough time period
Here's a maxipad
It's actually disastrously bad
For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece yeah
[Bridge:]
Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slapbox, slapbox?
Let me show you maintaining this ____ ain't that hard, that hard
[Verse 2:]
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap
Immortality like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's
Simply rage and youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the earth like an asteroid

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (PEEYOOM)

MC's get taken to school with this music
Cause I use it as a vehicle to 'bus the rhyme'
Now I lead a new school full of students
Me? I'm a product of Rakim
Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N-W-A., Cube, hey, Doc, Ren
Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
Inspired enough to one day grow up
Blow up and be in a position
To meet Run DMC and induct them
Into the _________ Rock n'
Roll Hall of Fame even though I walk in the church
And burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of shame
You **** think it's all a game
'Til I walk a flock of flames
Off a plank and
Tell me what in the ____ are you thinking?
Little gay looking boy So gay I can barely say it with a straight face looking boy
You're witnessing a massacre like you're watching a church gathering

And take place looking boy

Oy vey, that boy's gay
That's all they say looking boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a way to go from your label everyday looking boy
Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?
I got a "____ yeah" from Dre looking boy
I'mma work for everything I have
Never ask nobody for ____
Get outta my face looking boy
Basically boy you're never gonna be capable
To keep it up with the same pace looking boy, cause
[Bridge:]
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racing around the track, call me Nascar, Nascar
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard
[Verse 3:]
So you'll be Thor and I'll be Odin
You rodent, I'm omnipotent

Let off then I'm reloading

Immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be woken
I'm the walking dead
But I'm just a talking head, a zombie floating
But I got your mom deep throating
I'm out my Ramen Noodle
We have nothing in common, poodle
I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself
In the arm and pay homage, pupil
It's me
My honesty's brutal
But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize
What I do though for good
At least once in a while so I wanna make sure
Somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to
Maybe try to help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines
Just in case cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime

I know there was a time where once I

Was king of the underground
But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes
But sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin color of mine
You get too big and here they come trying to
Censor you like that one line I said
On "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP
One when I tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line
Add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine
See if I get away with it now
That I ain't as big as I was, but I've
Morphin' into an immortal coming through the portal
You're stuck in a timewarp from two thousand four though
And I don't know what the ____ that you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel
With ______ cornrows
You're write normal, _____ being normal
And I just bought a new Raygun from the future

Just to come and shoot ya

Like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
Cause Fab said he looked like a ****
At Maywhether's pad singin' to a man
While they played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special
On the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
"Hey, Fab, I'mma kill you"
Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, summa lumma dooma lumma you assuming I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman
Innovative and I'm made of rubber, so that anything you say is
Ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
And I'm devastating more than ever demonstrating
How to give a _________ audience a feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know that haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'd be celebrating
Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music
You make elevator music

Oh, he's too mainstream

Well, that's what they do
When they get jealous, they confuse it
It's not hip hop, it's pop
Cause I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it
I don't know how to make songs like that
I don't know what words to use
Let me know when it occurs to you
While I'm ripping any one of these verses that versus you
It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses I gotta murder to
Prove that if you were half as nice,
your songs you could sacrifice virgins to
School flunkie, pill junky
But look at the accolades these skills brung me
Full of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself cause I make me do what I put my mind to
When I'm a million leagues above you
Ill when I speak in tongues

But it's still tongue-in-cheek, _____ you

I'm drunk so Satan take the _____ wheel
I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boys
Still chunky, but funky
But in my head there's something
I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils and
Here's what they want from me
They're asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred that I had
Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the discrimination
But ____ it
Life's handing you lemons
Make lemonade then
But if I can't batter the women
How the ____ am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Don't mistake it for Satan
It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas
And take a vacation to trip a broad

And make her fall on her face and

Don't be a retard, be a king?
Think not
Why be a king when you can be a God?
(Rap God ends.)

Scene 4
Daquan: Yo whats up man H(H is the key work)
Buyer 1: Yeah what's good
Daquan: How much you got
Buyer 1: I got 2 grand man
Daquan: Ight ight let's see
Buyer 1: Okay man, you new to the game?
Daquan: Yeah something like that
Buyer 1: Ight man
Daquan: Ight man here you go(handing the buyer the drugs)
Buyer 1: Ight man catch ya later
Daquan: Ight homie
Buyer 2: Yo whats up man
Daquan: What's up(laughing)
Buyer 2: Yo what's funny bro, I know you is selling
Daquan: Yeah, but you gotta be out of high school(laughing at his own joke)

Buyer 2: Man, cut the crap

Daquan: Igh ight i'm done how much you got?
Buyer 2: I got a grand
Daquan: okay I got you
Buyer 2: Yeah how long have you been in the game
Daquan: As long as you've been out of school(Laughing)
Buyer 2: OKay man chill
Daquan: OKay here's your stuff now scamper away