Along time ago in a faraway land There lived a little boy becoming a young man He lived in the ghetto for his childhood years And by the time he was a teen he learned to shed no tears, his parents decided That they moved to the suburbs Where whites were dominate racist southerns He made friends, and learned their culture Which helped him out a lot, when he got older Now some would consider this young man a nerd Cuz he would use words, that were large and absurd And he accepted this name this group this title, until one summer his mind had an unexpected revival Growing up this man, only listened to Jesus music For his parents saw secular music as abusive And that particular summer the Carter III was released And a friend he knew was one of the first to buy a CD The young man heard this music sitting in the back seat Hearing metaphors and similies over a sick beat Listening to a man he could hear but not see Amazed and memorized from his head to his feet After that he started research on other artists Different genres different styles human beings and even martians His parents became concerned with their sons new target Banning secular music, daring anyone to argue The young man searched for ways around this decree Tryna find ways to satisfy his musical need Then a thought came and planted itself like a seed the young man began to call himself Mr. Frosti Fast forward past high school Dropped a mixtape or two But he was young then Didn't really know what to do I mean his friends was like Yeah that was dope that was cool But that wasn't enough He was tryna catch views from Young Money Cash Money Even though he rapped funny He thought maybe I could be like Wayne and have all that money Fast money, rap money Even some boom bap money Nowadays he thinking hope I really wasn't that dummy Found himself in college tryna borrow knowledge Student loans was way more than direct deposit Professors only there for that direct deposit Dropped out cuz he caught more debt than he did profit Getting older just to realize the system is broken Leave more people with stress never gaining only hoping And preach that life is all about the money and the stroking And bragging and the boasting I mean c'mon you must be joking Is your ego so greedo that no one else can shine Is your evil so evil that everyone must die Is your peephole to people so negative and blind That morality and peaceful must all be set aside See we all need a hero that ain't afraid of life I mean could I be that hero if I really really tried If my voice is never heard will it still be alright If my intentions are felt could that keep someone alive

Verse 1 ____ Walking up like, I'm the man now 18 and I gotta make a plan now Sitting on this product cuz I gotta make this guala, homie When I stand up you better stand down All the students saying I'm the man now They all wanna be part of the plan now But I been independent since my momma brought me in this world And poppa said its time to take a stand now And how, tell me how you goin do that You a black kid talking bout you goin do rap I mean you can criticize but that just means you a fan of me Last thing poppa left me with is don't get caught in vanity Tell the truth I think I'm caught up in all this insanity Thought I could be fly forgot to calculate the gravity Aka the weight of the world the weight of these pearls of knowledge No one's taking cuz they'd rather commit savagery That ain't me ____ Hook 1 ____ I don't wanna be apart ya crew homie I can't think like you, nah I'm cool homie I don't need no squad I be, independent independent I don't need no love I be independent, independent ____ Verse 2 ____ They call me Mr. Frosti cuz I tell em to I call me Mr. Frosti cuz I'm colder than the coldest ain't no sugar coating homie only tell the truth I been cool with being lonely, think its better to Cuz a group brings drama, I don't need all that All I need is me, on God that's fact I been rapping since I didn't wanna rap at all I been tryna make these beats and simply cash em off Had to put the lyrics to em just to show you that they nasty but these younguns ain't impressed if it ain't trapping hard Feel like I ain't southern cuz I'd rather flip a sample with real drumming bumping Nas and Kanye all up in the car Then I ran into a Khilla Keys up in the college Said he's starting a group where the Visions is Broader I told him that I'm independent he said so am I That doesn't mean that we can't work together as a squad ____ Hook 2 ____ I guess I could be apart ya crew homie You think just like me and that's cool homie Rolling with the squad, yeah we independent, independent Music is the love yeah we independent, independent x2 ____ Verse 3 ___ Fast forward 6 years Time to switch gears Overcame fears Didn't take deals Only issue that we ever had was the money Every single show younguns mad we had em jumping Every beat you heard from the camp steady bumping Every single EP Album every track had em bugging So tell me, tell me how we steady rapping for nothing Cuz the game only got time for trash ain't it something My bad the game only got time for trapping with money The game only impressed if you racking up bunnies The game only progress if they keep getting dummies To get dumber tell you that you're cool if you're a druggy The game ain't worried bout adults, nah they target the younguns The game ain't worried bout the truth, nah the lying for funding The game ain't worried bout the juice, its the orchard they wanting So they can nurture they plans and make you think it taste yummy ____ Hook 3 ____ Don't you get caught up in these fake crews homie Its okay that they don't think like you homie You don't need no squad just stay independent, independent You don't need fake love just stay independent, independent

I am not my favorite rapper in the Visions, bro Truthfully its Koopvr tho he stay invisible I'll come for ya neck if you think you can diss em tho Not like I have to man all he ever do is joke Keys is close in second 'member when he wasn't rapping Now he dropping fire flames who would've imagined Vocals R&B tho over beats that's low-key trapping I look up to him sometimes like I wish I did that one Then its Mawii Wawii aka the new addition My face was like Wowee when he asked to join the Visions He the type have a shawty spitting while he spitting He the type to thrive on anything that's unconvention-al Next in line of course is that young Spiro Listen close he got the Bible to survival He got that flow that hit a youngun in his vitals Disrespect the squad you know he goin ride out I am not my favorite rapper in the visions tho I am not my favorite rapper hit the give and go They might tell you different but I gotta let ya know I am not my favorite rapper in the visions tho Squad is lit Broaden ya Visions All of us vicious All of us vicious

Verse 1 ____ Feeling like I'm batman on em Snuck up with this rapping on em They ain't even hear me coming Hit em with that slap slap homie I don't use my punchlines on em Open hands I brush em off me Go so hard I still be spitting I ain't nun these drooling artists I ain't nun these newer pop a zan and then go stupid artists Clear my head before I even hop inside the booth lil homie Clear my head to make sure in the end I spit the truth lil homie Clear my head to keep my body mind and spirit tuned and holy Oooo Feeling brand new These next eleven tapes is goin be the proof That Frosti is rude You might feel at times I don't care about you But that isn't true Just offering truth Really up to you and this product whatever you choose to do Homie its cool I cannot judge I do not know what its like in your shoes Just tryna catch the flow of the planet Just tryna catch the flow of my dreams Cuz nothing ever goes how you plan it Gotta stay prepared for anything ____ Hook ____ This ain't play play no more time for business (I done leveled up) This ain't cray cray no more this Olympic (This is normal bruh) Why you so surprised why you tripping (Tie them laces up) This ain't fake fake bro this how I'm living (This is normal bruh) Level Up x8 Get on my level Level Up x3 Get on my level Level Up x3 ____ Verse 2 ____ I have reached echelons Tougher than tefelon, gassed like that petrolum, my bad Petroleum dynamite Blow up your residence, with this incredulous display of recklessness But so organized like its systematic You ain't on my level if you didn't plan it Gotta do the grunt work before you demand it Then when you da man can't no man take advantage Vanish (poof) see me I'm on a different planet Plane of realization one that you can manage If you catch this Vision this the band's wagon Get up out the trap and get them bands trapping Okay genius translate make that money work You can't love the money, make the money flirt That's like lesson one in any law of pimpin' simpin' with the tricks will get ya money hurt Treat the money like a whore, I don't get attached Find a woman I adore, I just give her stacks This that make you wipe ya nose level this is crack This that (sniff, sniff) hold up my allergies acting up Okay my level like higher then treble like higher then ledger lines higher than succubi, (ah oh) Leave you speechless without oxygen (black hole) Jump if you really feel froggy then (tadpole) I been in paradise you stuck with parasites I took the stereotypes climbed up the stereo life Left and right and all the angles (360) Level high up with the angels (Gold City) ____ Hook ____ This ain't play play no more time for business (I done leveled up) This ain't cray cray no more this Olympic (This is normal bruh) Why you so surprised why you tripping (Tie them laces up) This ain't fake fake bro this how I'm living (This is normal bruh) Level Up x8 Get on my level Level Up x3 Get on my level Level Up x3

Verse 1 ____ I made this song up by accident I was tryna hit a banger but the universal law done brought me back again Guess all the trap weren't attractive man I wish I would let me sell a gram, but I hear voices of my mom and dad, like You ain't gotta live that life of sin, son They never did and still living grand, I Wanna believe in their faith and morality But moral is a dying breed Thinking bout breaking down breaking out all these emotions of ladies of lately that's eyeing me Wanna believe in this greatness inside of me But honestly I don't be Nothing but pessimistic why I say spit colder than cold, cuz nun of this firey I made this song up by accident Music's only time I'm passionate But as of lately I been getting lazy don't know if I'll ever really rap again Really sorry to my fans and them Customer Service just bear with me If you don't mind ima put you on hold while I find someone out there who cares with me ______ Hook ______ I feel so broken I know what I wanna do, but I've lost all hope in Doing things the way I want to, cuz I--- Might be here on accident _____ Verse 2 ______ Everybody's felt a struggle Everybody's felt pain Some of us don't wish it onto anybody Some of us think it belong with everybody I been working through these puzzles I been tryna re-arrange Fix the picture to include like everybody Had to dumb it down and include only squaddy These days we insane They give us all the blame Forgot we was raised By last generate This my first time living Forgot we the same This my first time dealing Everything so strange I think I was born on accident, if I would rather die than actually live Older brother died as a baby boy I wonder how he'd of chose to exist Wonder if he would've been a optimist Captiving souls more than I ever did It's obvi I'm not being motivated by the current status of the world in which we live _____ Hook ______ I feel so broken I know what I wanna do, but I've lost all hope in Doing things the way I want to, cuz I--- Might be here on accident

Verse 1 ____ Flex on em I ain't really lying when I say that we the best homie Vest on me Cuz these younguns takin shots if they're overly impressed homie Goodness gracious me Good been gracing me Or maybe God cuz my enemies been hating me Visions Broad so ain't nothing here escaping me I see you fraud play it off like you ain't fake to me See the squad been seeing things on a different plane Y'all ain't seeing that this is just a game Survival of the ones who love to hate Don't realize that love precedes everything See you love to hate, you love to cheat, you love to lie, would love to die, claim love is hurt You love the fake, you love the real, you love the church, can not you hear the love comes first I used to hate back when I hated myself Wanted fame to change the state of my wealth Peep the game that all the wealthy need help Cuz with the love of money only end up hating yourself But with the love of life comes the, open eyes And a, open heart with a, open mind and a lil faith and a focused grind And that's all I preach, with hope to enlight Guess it's time to go and put the shine on em Guess its time to really put these lines on em Guess its time to stir up the pot a lil bit on these half-cooked barely spitting fire dummies I'd say I'd eat em for lunch but ain't a cannibal So I guess I'll season em up since they some animals But even animals can't ignore where this power level at Scouters free of charge if you think you can handle em ____ Hook ____ You can walk around with a blindfold on I can't work around all these lies no more I can't always trust in these eyes alone That's why in the sky where my mind state roams Visions Broad I can see like God homie Visions Broad I can see like God homie I no longer only trust in me and what I see Cuz on my own my visions is so small homie ____ Verse 2 ____ You need some clarification I can tell Gotta see for yourself cuz the talk is cheap That's why all this religion talk fails You pay a fee each week what you can get for free All you gotta do is go read something You don't really gotta go believe nothing Cuz every holy book says the same old thing Do to others what you'd have em do to thee homie That's why every single song I teach this knowledge Make beats with Reason and when I tweak with Logic Its like the music speaks that I be the prophet But all the prophets dead so I don't need that I'm a hidden gem with like a hunnit songs And all of them ain't right cuz all of us have wrongs So I won't cleanse my past, go see how I've grown Then take hope in the fact that you not alone Back then I was driving down the one way lane Now I switch it up from like multiple angles Back then let my demons cause untamed pain Now I stay blessed up I got like multiple angels Back then I ain't even know I was a crane You know the shy type but observe everything The wanna shine type but don't know what to say Had a flock round me but knew we weren't the same Now my flock has changed My observation's grown The mission stayed Still tryna save a soul Be an Akon icon Save a whole Nation or Country or even the world Now my flock has changed and the Visions grow This the mission mayne How I save a soul See my Icon's Dylan's alter ego Gotta entertain if you wanna show ____ Hook ____ You can walk around with a blindfold on I can't work around all these lies no more I can't always trust in these eyes alone That's why in the sky where my mind state roams Visions Broad I can see like God homie Visions Broad I can see like God homie I no longer only trust in me and what I see Cuz on my own my visions is so small homie