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They started to question my intellect had to switch up how I speak in the music
Parents tweaking cause I told them I did one drug be grateful that I don't abuse it
Get in my mode and put pen to the pad I start writing manuscript like C.S. Lewis
Times get hard wanna crash out but my lil brother watching me so I can't do it
Get in the booth and just speak my mind
Used to dream big and touch that sky
Now I need munyun so I can provide put the dream in my pocket get Nine to five
I ain't trippin' bout work and I need the check
Need to get out my momma house and find rest
Graduation supposed to mean celebration but instead of being happy I'm round here stressed
That's the way that it go and I'm cool with that
Still puttin' it on cause I'm cool like that
Still fly as a kite burn down any mic anytime, any sites cause I'm bool like that
Try to school me, you'll get schooled right back
Too solid, I'll never get duped like that
I don't cry but sometimes I still look up and think about M.L.
Like why they did dude like that
I'm a black man whenever I step out the house
When I wake up I eat or I sit on the couch
Already knowin' they plottin' on takin' me down
I'm movin' different, you ain't playin' me out
I ain't betrayin' my morals for money or clout
You ain't lyin' on me, puttin' words in my mouth
I'ma say what I say and go say it with clarity
You ain't takin' my verbals and shakin' em round
And it took me a minute to get where I'm at
Wasted too many hours, I can't get back
I got so many blunders that make me mad but it is what it is, can't stay in the past
It is what it is, gotta keep on movin
I ain't worried bout you, worried bout what I'm doin
I'm a real bad man like Patrick Ewing
I and I overstand now me have influence
I and I overstand that I must make a way
I can't sit on the couch no more gotta get paid
Still fallin' short, still seekin' grace
Still walkin' through rain, givin' praise to Yahweh
I done did some bad things that I can't explain
And I never tell Sasha cause I'm ashamed
I been livin' with morals and stickin' to code
If I break my code, then let me hang
Never leave any black woman unprotected
If you know you can help out a brother, go help them
Don't put on a front for anybody acceptance
Keep the ladies close and keep an eye on the exit
Be good out your heart, be a vessel of blessing
Don't ask for nothin' back or even expect it
Keep Yahweh first over everything else
Anybody bring harm to your family, stretch em
That's me