What if it’s a worst case scenario
Like I finish both True Musician and Mariko
But they hate the message
And hate the messenger
What if they catch me undressing her
Or even sucking his dick
What if I flop cause of the limelight
And end up wasting my top pick
What is to make of the man
Who gives all of what he consists
Despite finding everything ridiculous
I can be a prick
But most know me as a sweet guy
I think what the haters anticipate the most
Is when I complete my
Magnum Opus
And wonder what was the focus
I don’t want to leave others feeling hopeless
But I don’t want to sugarcoat
Or even dumb it down
After the 10th round, and writing more
This is the resolve that I found
And it’s this
We all gotta shit, sleep, and piss

I don’t know
If everything will turn out
Fine
I don’t know if it gets better
With time
Please don’t ask me
Please don’t ask me
Can we get like a release date
Can we trust you to help our team in the relay
I look at the replays
And it’s a sign that is telling
But what is to make
If honesty and bullshit is what you both be smelling
I’m selling tracks like its hotcakes
I’m just representing what God made
And I feel tired, from being felt to tone it down
Would it have made a difference if Judas was the one to give the crown
I know things are to come
I know there are things that have to be done
But the sun shines on the good and the bad
So what is to make of someone that hurt me or made me laugh
I feel trapped
Moreso a prison I built with my own doing
They loved me yesterday, but today I can feel them booing
Saying that I was never on their side
And to be honest, I feel all right