[Verse]
Too many n***as think I stare too much
Thats not the case, I'm just observing clues
Never been dumb-minded nor vision blinded
That's the sh** that I cannot do
I cannot deal
I cannot feel
I'm way too trill
Folks down the k**
Down to steal
Down to be down about it
Or something to that nature
No stranger to degradation
That hazy air revealed more aspirations
Aleved my temptations, contemplation of attacking rangers
When I'm questioned, if I own my car
Flashing lights make me paranoid than safe
So I play it safe
I play Charade
Chaperoned by my lasting faith
It's unnecessary, not out of the ordinary
Its how I dodge the pen
Too many racist in Bloomington
Want to do me in
No refuge for the darker skin
Leaves us harboring
Then again, our genes creased us harder man
The goal is not far-fetch, its too complex
We feel defeated, don't continue we leave it, its left
And yes, we're suspect...and I get it
Too much sinnin, despite thoughts of winnin, we not winnin
Shout out to old Jews and Old rules, and new moguls
I've been jotting down all this knowledge you've bestowed upon us
For the longest
I'm just now saying something
Never rebu*tal when confronted, always shunned it; abundant
Could never trust it
Well I trust it
Patient
I can't rush it
I tried getting some help, but in the end that sh** didn't help me
I let the labels tell my fables that I could tell myself
I'm pissed off, I'm ticked off, feel I've been ripped off
So I'm bringing y'all bars of minty fresh menthols
But in the hopes
That you hear my words, you read my notes
Im not the GOAT, I'm just a black sheep
Who daydreams, skips sleep, and hardly ever eats
Feeling malnourished, I still hear my courage
Telling me in time I'll flourish
I just hope I stay potent n***a
Working a nine to five is not really my kind of vibe
As of now I'll likely die paying back all these student loans
I'm not the only one
This world owes me one, and then some
But I'll never get it
Institutions are the biggest critics
They control our living and make our daily decisions
Give us jobs as pensions
Like after school detention
And I cringe at the thought of it
Had one too many back at the hard knocks
On those blocks getting taught up
Not to get caught up
Must be smarter
And go balls deep
"Return of the G" and "The G in me"
That sh** was trill, it kept me G
Vocals of Carmichael many generations recycled
Finding balance to settle scores a la FICO
Will I die in the making?
Hell if I know
Just know I'm coming in swinging hard like I'm tryna win a boxing title
I'm aiming at the history books
'68 I'm up too speed
I can relate
So I stuff my words to penetrate the inebriate