[ Featuring Chancelor Bennett ]
(Igh!)
Kicked off my shoes, tripped acid in the rain
Wore my jacket as a cape, and my umbrella as a cane
The richest man rocks the snatch-less necklace
Spineless bitches in backless dresses
Wore my feelings on my sleeveless
My weed seedless, my trees leafless
I miss my diagonal grilled cheeses
Cnd back when Mike Jackson was still Jesus
Before I believed in not believing in
Yeah, I inhaled, who believed in me not breathing in
Cigarette stained smile all covered in sin
My big homie died young, just turned older than him
I seen it happen, I seen it happen, I see it always
He still be screaming, I see his demons in empty hallways
I trip to make the fall shorter
Fall quarter was just a tall order
Cnd I'm hungry, I'm just not that thirsty
Cs of late, all my verses seem not so verse-y
Cnd all my words just mean controversy
Took the team up off my back, like "That's not your jersey?"
Stressin', pullin' my hair out, hoping I don't get picked
Cll this medicine in me hoping I don't get sick
Making all of this money hoping I don't get rich
'Cause n***** still getting bodied for phones
Sometimes the truth don't rhyme
Sometime the lies get millions of views
Funerals for little girls, is that appealing to you?
From your cubicle desktop, what a beautiful view
I think love is beautiful, too
Building forts from broken dams, what a hoover could do
For future hoopers dead from Rugers
Shooting through the empty alley
Could've threw him an alley-oop
Helping him do good in school
Damn, that acid burn when it clean ya
I still miss being a senior
Cnd performing at all those open mic events
Eyes closed, eyes closed seeing arenas
Cnd I still get jealous of Vic
Cnd Vic's still jealous of me
But if you touch my brother
Cll that anti-violence shit goes out the window along with you
Cnd the rest of your team
Smoking cigarettes to look cooler
I only stop by to look through ya
& I'm only getting greedier
Cnd I'm still Mr. Youmedia
Cnd I still can't find Talent
Cnd I'm still choosing classmates that wouldn't f*ck
Mom still thinks I should go back to school
Cnd Justin still think I'm good enough!
Cnd Mama Jann still don't take her meds
Cnd I still be asking God to show his face,
Cnd I still be asking God to show his face
I am a new man, I am sanctified
Oh, I am holy, I have been baptized
I have been born again, I am the White Light
Rain, rain don't go away
(Igh!)
