Life
Fuck is you talking about I ain’t right?
Shit, we’re more alike than we try and fight
Am I lying?
I’m down to go higher. I’m trying like

Finding a fire to stoke but it’s out though
That flame ignited, just faded like an outro
Shit be jaded with doubt, but that ain’t what I’m about
Though I made it out the ghetto from outmost

Reaches/Reach is a goal. How so?
I don’t even know
But I found hope where there was none around. No
Then I rose from a ground-rose here

Knowledge is power. You’re all restricted. So listen
I’d rather Carlin’s wisdom any day over harvard’s system
They don’t honor the artist in us
They starving millions, robbing, killing, floss illin’

Treat us as pawns. They rather play farmville than farm a village
You think it’s all forgiven?
Should I shoot for the stars, or whatever on mars they building?
I’m that karma hitting
Now here I go again
Holding up against all trends


Watch this
God’s gift to the block. A profit in training
Pac ain’t cause the revolt, but he sparked this conscious to bend
Our Loss. Oh lord
Don’t break my fall, cause need that fall if I’m gon’ keep forward

And I seen that wall that dug a Pink Floyd
Now peep
The more I be me, the more I tear down
These bricks in my way. Now I ain’t bound

By a schtick
I’m guided by a higher power, not a myth
Not a click, not an act, not a stigma attached
Not a list, or a class, not a niche

Nah
Not a shift, or the past. Not a picture or tag
I am different and rich on this path

I’m here
Where your whips ain’t shit, where your yachts ain’t shit
Where your cribs and stocks ain’t shit
Fuck your hits and your charts
And your chips can’t cop you shit
If a top spot exist, then
Let Drake or J Cole have it. I chase no status
It’s a phase you praise
Faded away, years from today, it ain’t gon’ matter

But wait
I should sneak in the grammy’s, like ISIS did
With the Eagles band, let the eagles blam
Not leave ‘til we feed our families in need of a hand
That’s deep

But people don’t grasp the demand
’til they see that the grass where they stand
Ain’t as green as they think
And the chain of command is as weak as the link
Between leaders and sheep don’t be

(How to Dress Well sample)
I can't see from how hard I'll be in where I'll stay. I pray for myself again