Lyrics Love Me (Young Midoriya) - Speed on the Beat

Straight to the root of the problem, had to school em
Bipolar sucks, that's why they made Latuda
Back with a newness, you can never do this
Blow through the establishment, establishing myself through your losing
Draining spinal fluid, barely tapped into potential
20% full cowl, coming at your mental
Rejuvenated like True God, pursuing happiness
No lost files, though, what you see is what you get
Still DAR, even though I don't produce beats
I'm in a bad mood, bad dude, blew past you
They think that Speed on the Beat can't spit
Well, the greatest trick the devil pulled was saying he ain't exist
And I'm a speed demon, but I'm not a villain
My heroes represent the goodness in the feeling
Of busting dope rhymes, so ahead of my time
I'm out of my mind, and NO ONE can topple the empire

(No one can top the empire)

That I built with my own hands, and I'll be goddamned
If ANY man, friend or foe, tries to set up shop where I stand
Don't you comprehend, I won't break nor will I bend
My morals anymore, for any of you clucking hens
Speed's back at it again, but my back is off the wall
All I need is beats and a pen, and I'll murder all y'all
My mama ain't raise no fall guy, though it is fall guy
The season's changed to my time, and I'm determined not to stall
My momentum this time, I still deal with mental health
Still got daddy issues, but I'm hoping this joint helped
Deal with my anger, so my endeavors
Will not turn into Endeavor before a change of heart
I'm a geek, I'm a nerd, but I put power in those words
And give you ignoramuses something you've never heard
And if you still don't hear me?
I'll throw in an "nigga" so you motherfuckers feel me

If you love me, won't you let me know?
Don't lemme die or OD, before you let that shit show
I salute those that've been there before
The interviews got hits and the website went on the soar
Saw me through the dark days when the skies grayed
Saw me through when my mama died and my heartbreaker phase
Now job-wise? I'm still searching for the right fit
I'm still one of the people when I spit my shit on this
No All for Ones and I'm not dying for your lists
Real recognize real and I'm the realest in this bitch
I bear my soul for all, and I hope you're listening
I do this all for you, let that shit sink in
I'll be a symbol of DIY rap, until I d-i man
No e, never empty, I'm immortal where I stand
I have no regrets, not even for pink jackets
Told you on Vent, I only went at her 'cause I was depressed
And there you have it, another Speed classic
Y'all stuck on Songs For... I've evolved my status
Inheriting Oriole Magic, no more commercial breaks
And the King's been dead. Nigga, what more can I say?