My ex mother in law said she don't miss being young
Ain't know what she meant until I turned 31
I'm in a Cooper with a cutie
Praying this would be fruitful
& not full of confusion
Tired of having & losing
But I'm used to it
Usually I ain't loose with it
Lotta these movements is moving lips
They Ludacris, Word Of Mouf
Regurgitating what they heard about
Just enough to let service out
I'm hurting how they working
The sweat of their brow's a golden cow
Their god is a noun
My God is a now
He's the giver of life
So I ain't holding my breath
I ain't tryna get ga**ed up on the road to success
My mother said she stayed with my father for opportunity
Committing sins for false sense of security
They do it for the eyes, they do it for the lies
They writing for the vibes, I'm writing to save your life
Corporate America got me lusting after this college
I don't skrrt, been riding Impalas
Better acknowledge
I'm nodding at the anonymous
All the years of denying us
I move by the spirit, not common sense
Their mind is dense
Numb to my kids living in different states
There's grace
But consequences keep me awake
So I rest in the rest
Do what I can & I rest in the rest
Try to arrest the stress
Of the moments that I miss
Summers are like an interlude
Facetime turns into interviews
What you call miniscule
Is me drowning in a million pools
Brother you bought them million views
I walk through my city
& get stopped
Like Armond we need your message
I never saw God from that perspective
Keep blessing
I'm a *vessel
Cuz if I give you me, I give you weak
If I give you He, I give you heat
Give what you need
More than a Weeknd
My weakness I fight to not get consumed
God said I'm an Heir, well I'm in this House of Balloons
With some Gla** Table Girls
Snorting my aspirations
Masturbating to my inflating ego
Assa**inating my sonship
My oneness
This weight that I'm sitting under
Everyday on my face, pray I don't lose my wonder
I been running, anyone else would reach for a drink
I need a text asking if I need anything