This empire about to fall
That's some shit that you can bet on
Foundation too weak
You should plan what you gone land on
Confident when I speak
Probably why it's hard to get on
Future looking too bleak
Gotta turn the tide on what I'm set on
Racism gets to me
More than I like to let on
I quit smoke on weed
Late teens is when I was well on
Tryna make this art degree
Worth the time and inspiration
Reality I'm tryna seek
Lost my grip in adolescence
Black hair, brown eyes
Dark Skin is just a bonus
Missing all my old friends
Apologize if I was bogus
Came a long ass way
From asthma and mad roaches
Now I'm spending my days
Creating shit, tryna focus
Creating shit, tryna focus
Yeah
All I wanted was a sibling
Ma wanted me not to cuss
Shouts out to Jon Glo
Glory him
Gloryus
I was in a dark place
I don't think you care much
Never asked you to
Favors, didn't need such
If last year I turned over
This year will be clutch
No longer live disabled
Music shit be my crutch
Might do this shit with no label
That's a goal we tryna touch
Depression been for the birds
If I can keep that shit one buck
If I can keep that shit a buck