Verse :

Look
I know fake concern when I see it, ask "how the music doing" but never listen
No respect for vision, it’s a human flaw
Gratitude is hardly shown they’d rather point
Out the bad before the good you’ve shown to them
Resentment and pride only things to flow through them
In this book of life I’m a certified student
Still learning to be patient with myself
Invoke greatness in myself, through these type beats
Conversе girls out of my league, I had to aim high
I left high school and camе to the city
Caged by the ceilings - nah not me
I got something to be thankful for, can’t believe
I left the table floor and my passion inspires me
Gods will is doing well I was never for a salary