I can’t have no sympathy for fuck niggas/All this shit I’ve seen done made my blood thicker/Spill promethazine inside a double cup/Double up my cream, now that’s a Double Stuff, yeah
from Motiv8 lyrics by J. Cole
The broken beat has Cole careening in and out of verbal traffic. He’s searching for motivation in a world where authenticity is scarce, as rare as gold. He wants those to know that nothing will get in his way, and that rap is his saving grace. It’s a constant struggle and his pursuit of greatness is an insatiable thirst. The hunt is on and he’s as focused and determined as ever.
