Jung Video (MV)

My father made music never made it to an image
I think I'm just a product of his unfinished business
I skipped college for the music boy I made the right decision
And my momma working doubles I cannot play the victim
I do not f*ck with churches wonder what my pastor think
Bet he treat me like I'm Uzi when my blank face break the bank
I got love for the gram bitches posing on the sink
Who gone hit me when I'm famous come here girl and please my kink

And I'm instagram goals
Wait wait wait
Strike a pose
Is it real where you go?
Do you drink?
Do you smoke ?
Is it time? I suppose
And it's war as I'm told
Bet y'all negus do the most bet y'all negus do the

Yo it's the butterfly demon from the east side repping
On that air mattress sleeping will I make it? Ain't no question
Know my struggle ain't a ceiling matter fact, it's a Blessing
Your neglect is not appealing
Bet this year y'all learn y'all lesson
All y'all negus move the same Stizzy fresh up off the mother ship
A grudge to fix, bet my shot sink in just like a ton of bricks
Forty songs this year and you'll say Bro you on some other shit
Do not have no fear because my soul just like a flooded wrist
I stay down as my ten toes
When your checks go straight to bills you got no time for buying clothes
Wait until my pinkie gold
Concrete rose from 6 feet deep
Everybody making halos but we all know that's a reach
I'm Master Chief

Pistol whip my problems turn my fear into a casket
Take my former self and burn that bitch until it's ashes
I might dig a hole and throw away all that y'all hand to me
Pull a Carl Jung and just give in to the insanity
They think I lack empathy, not a single one is kin to me
Lost all my possessions had to bum for like a century
Year 2018 and I came in with some new energy
Bout to pop up on you like the bullet that hit Kennedy yeah