Newest single by YaBoiBiggJoey.
Produced by LayZ Otter Productions at The Sound Box in Cedar Rapids, Iowa.

Lyrics:
I grew up in Iowa,
City of Five Seasons is where I started, BRUH,
Raised with manners, and a love for the Lord above,
Things started out nice, family dinner every night,
All my siblings always fighting over Minute Rice,
Didn't have it easy; mental problems and anxiety
Messin' with my mentality, well, I
Guess it's a fallacy to not believe in reality,
But now I see, uhhh,
Whole bunch of people passin' me by,
Droppin tracks that suck worse than Nikki Minaj,
Yo, I'm about to revive my career,
Pump out more shit that people really wanna hear,
Ayo, I'm sick of getting called queer!
And livin in fear of never knowing,
When I'm gonna have my next meal,
You might not know what it's like,
To lose your favorite job, and being dumb broke,
Gettin your life ruined by dumb folk, but now -
I AIN'T NOTHIN.
I GOT NOTHIN.
Now watch me kill the Rap game, 'cause I got nothin to lose,
I finally reached a point where I'm about to let loose,
On all the haters. Let's go!

Carpe Diem, I'ma seize the day,
I wanna crack on, and I wanna get paid,
Now I got nothin standin in my way,
You're gonna Know My Name!
Carpe Diem, I'ma seize the day,
I wanna crack on, and I wanna get paid,
Now I got nothin standin in my way,
You're gonna Know My Name!

Well, I can still recall being nine years old,
Hearin Slim playin on the speakers at the mall,
I'd known at the moment that I wanna be a poet,
Bustin rhymes and make sure that errbody knows it -
But when I tried to commit suicide,
I fell into a pit and wish that I had just died,
Depression hit me hard, every night I would cry,
My own mind cracked me like a brick in the eye,
Took a decade to get over myself,
Pick my ass up from this Hell, I wasn't doin too well,
But now I'm feelin pretty swell, enough to make the whole Rap game
Bend over, and submit to MY WILL,
I wanna make the BILL, I wanna make a MIL,
I wanna prove that there ain't a beat I can't kill,
I'm gonna fill the game up, like your girl on The Pill,
While y'all sittin at home jackin your stack with Jill!
(dick joke)

Carpe Diem, I'ma seize the day,
I wanna crack on, and I wanna get paid,
Now I got nothin standin in my way,
You're gonna Know My Name!
Carpe Diem, I'ma seize the day,
I wanna crack on, and I wanna get paid,
Now I got nothin standin in my way,
You're gonna Know My Name!

Ain't nobody believed I'd be the Cedar Rapids King,
Everybody's comin round from each side of town,
Just to see Ya Boi Bigg Joey gleam - BEAMIN!
Hol' up, wait up, back up, you can't hack up,
You can't stack up, to the levels of skill I racked up,
Man, I crack up when I hear people talkin shit,
Bout this fat kid, they say can't spit,
No fans, no bands, no ma'ams, no man,
Can tell me that I can't Rap,
Y'all sound like crap when you spit trash on the internet,
But I don't think that none of y'all get,
How bad I want this, how bad I NEED this,
And you can bet that y'all ain't seen nothin yet!
So what up? SHUT UP! This Hip Hop stuff ain't no effort,
FOR THIS FAT FUCK UP

Carpe Diem, I'ma seize the day,
I wanna crack on, and I wanna get paid,
Now I got nothin standin in my way,
You're gonna Know My Name!
Carpe Diem, I'ma seize the day,
I wanna crack on, and I wanna get paid,
Now I got nothin standin in my way,
You're gonna Know My Name!
Carpe Diem, I'ma seize the day,
I wanna crack on, and I wanna get paid,
Now I got nothin standin in my way,
You're gonna Know My Name!

IT'S JOEY!