[DC - Verse 1]
When they first heard I was rappin',
Some people started laughin',
Now they love my mixtapes, now they love my mixtapes,

And now some stadiums play it,
Guess that's my way of sayin',
"Tell me how my d*** tastes, tell me how my d*** tastes."

Aww. Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to be rude,
And I ain't close to "made it" yet, I got some things to prove,
And things to do, I swear there's always so much on my mind,
Success and failure, man I think about that all the time,

I know, I know there's so much to be thankful for,
Friends and fam, and my fans - I just hope and pray there's more,
I feel so alive when they clap and pull their cameras out,
So much love from strangers - that's what I go tell my fam about,

Let's capture pictures, let's capture pictures.
Pics of me rappin' so I can show my future kids how it happened.
I swear, it means the world when people I don't know, say I'm good,
It hits home, man, this started in my Neighborhood…

When I'm recordin', every second is important,
I feel like when that rapper from New York said,
"I got a lot of livin' to do before I die, and I ain't got time to waste.
…It's 50!"

With fame on my mind, and failure on my nerves,
I think that you can feel my hopes and dreams in all my words,
I'm just rappin' away, still in my Acura days,
The fear of failure - man I ain't gon' let that in my way!

[DC - Chorus]
People always ask why I rap and why I sing,
"Do you do it for the girls, is that how you spit your game?
For the fortune and the fame? Are those two your only goals?"
You keep asking all these questions so I thought I'd let you know,

Man I do it cause I love it and I'm lovin' what I'm doin'
Man I do it cause I love it and I'm lovin' what I'm doin'
Man I do it cause I love it and I'm lovin' what I'm doin'
I'm lovin' what I'm doin' and you know they love it too.

[DC - Verse 2]
Right now I don't want that romance - that romance where you hold hands,
'Cause recently this woman went and showed me there was no chance,
She told me lies and made it sound good, made it sound good.
She was just another Freak from Outta Town… Oh well.

Life goes on, forget her,
Love second, success first.
So what if she was cold,
That's alright I got my sweatshirt,

Fans hearin' my new songs,
They show me love and I need that.
They take the time to write me,
They show me love and I tweet back.

And these the people telling me, "Keep going for the crown.
Keep provin' critics wrong when they're openin' their mouth."
And those the type of messages that show me it's gon' be fine,
They make me feel… like there's some history I can rewrite,

So I got my, paper and my pencil in my hands,
Try to put some words together that's gon' make them understand,
That I'm still out here givin' it my all,
"'Till I'm countin' all day like the clock on the wall."
Can't yall see that?

Keep my bars hard, man just like a prison,
Prayin' God'll keep helpin' me make the right decisions,
I'm just rappin' away, still in my Acura days.
The fear of failure - man I ain't gon' let that in my way!

[DC - Chorus]
People always ask why I rap and why I sing,
"Do you do it for the girls, is that how you spit your game?
For the fortune and the fame? Are those two your only goals?"
You keep asking all these questions so I thought I'd let you know,

Man I do it cause I love it and I'm lovin' what I'm doin'
Man I do it cause I love it and I'm lovin' what I'm doin'
Man I do it cause I love it and I'm lovin' what I'm doin'
I'm lovin' what I'm doin' and you know they love it too.