Endgame

[Hook: Sir Diggy]
What's ya endgame if it isn’t checkmate? (Take the L)
Bless my pen name, I'm forgiving those late (Slow intel)
You get what's coming from your Devilish ways (Go to hell)
I’m well rested in the bed that I made (Sleeping well)

[Verse 1: Sir Diggy]
Kids are chasing clout, I'm just hitting loud
Loman dished it cold, they went missing south
They don't fit the sound, it don't live in they bones
It's east coast till my grave where all the skeletons go
I elevated my flows, emanations of soul
Arrival is imminent this is the final approach
With every scroll I pen, legacy back of my mind
Be proud to show my kids when they old enough to rewind
What's ya endgame? Tell ya children you want fame?
Tell 'em you follow formula and stay in safe lane?
What's important is contribution to culture
If we lose that notion future generations is hopeless
I scope in on enemies of the throne
Ya vibe gone die soon as the next wave come
Stakes is High the message with every poem I send
Take what you want from the lesson and let me ask it again

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Sir Diggy]
Here’s the closer, one time for Mariano
And all aficionados of drums over piano
For all Tony Sopranos round the world, boss up
This life like wheel of fortune each day a toss up
My fork up, my plate full, out here counting my blessings
All the critics had me stressing till I switched the perspective
In essence Dig representing what it means to be ill
When I kept it upper echelon from strategies with the quill
The casualties all around me as a young man
Made me understand the importance of words we put in paragraphs
Began rhyming in basements then ran with my creations
Now everything I craft reinforce the foundation
This never outdated, this never complacent
If you ain’t ready to fight then I refuse to let you weigh in
If you never took a loss that doesn't mean you the greatest
That’s just a sign to me you took the path which was safest

[Hook]