I call it prefect, when it's not just a prefect
Yo, yo
I'm in my zone, I'm really in the zone
This place is full of plastic fakes, I call them silicone
Cone, yeah, and I think I miss my home
I think they kinda miss me too, but their love is rarely shown
No, cause I ain't talking bout my family
Talking bout some real friends that used to stand beside me
They think I'm a millionaire, they whisper words behind me
Loyal ones are still here, so I respect them highly
They know I'm in the game, and I know I top the charts
I need them all to feel my pain, this is the part I can't explain
Industry, twisted, it's a complicated business
Trying to bring in friends, it's easier said than done, believe this
It's either this or that, the top is a lonely place
The hood, the roads ain't safe, the writing's there in white and black
And this is what I dreamt about, but in a dream I weren't alone
The stars are home, it's a Catch-22
I call it Catch-22
This is Catch-22
This is Catch-22