Man (*sighs*) I’m just thinkin’ aloud, listen

Up in my room writin’ classics
I gotta wonder if this one’ll reach the masses
Tired of people askin’, “Hene what happened?”
Tellin’ me I’m ten times better than people platinum
They say I’m underrated, to me that’s undebated
Others rap for the cash, for me that’s somethin’ sacred
I pour my soul over every beat
Dream lyrics so in a sense I never sleep
And I barely eat, got the pioneers on my back
Real emcees a dying breed, the art of rap
Jeopardize, now hard to recognize
Ever since commercial rap was emphasized
This is why I struggle and stay up in this grind
Hopin’ my fans sympathize with every line
Ghetto symphony written out of a heavy mind
A heavy heart heavy as the day that Heavy died
Please tell me why drones hittin’ people’s homes
We needed hope, why did I even vote?
Swear I live in a country full of deceit and hoax
Entertainment news crews is misleadin’ bro
Overeatin’ folk hangin’ out at Kroger
Thinkin’ ‘bout Ebola but you drink a lot of soda
I think our time is over, I’m doin’ nothin’ new
Before O’hene there were many who had brung the truth
Who were vilified, either killed or died
In oblivion and dude KRS is still alive
I wonder if the younger kids are feelin’ Nas
People like brotha Chubb, those the realer guys
I feel at times we ain’t it
True pioneers in rap like DJ Quik
And I pray I never see the day that he straight quit
If this be my last song let me relay this
For those like me who have a higher calling
When it’s hard and you feel like you’re tired call me
I’ll be right here in stereo, turn the mix up
This for the real musicians, never give up
Said I’m here in stereo, turn the mix up
This for the truth tellers, never give up
For the days I’m wary I made this up
This for O’hene Savant, never give up
Never give up