[Verse 1: Art Morera]
I said, it's on baby, once again
I was just a kid raising hell, f** a bid
In the concrete jungle, survival of the fittest
Only thing my brother did was hustle in the jungle gym
[Hook: Art Morera]
This message is for the elephant in my room
I think I understand you now
[Verse 2: Art Morera]
You see, it goes for anything in life, everything
When you fumble, run and quickly pick it up again
I used to be like 'Hey, judge this from a scale of one to ten'
I got a scale now, iTunes on shuffle
Ten things in a duffel, if I'm lucky, eleven
Got my 215, everything else is irrelevant
When I'm in the room it's like I'm the elephant
And these hyenas tucking their tail in, ah man
[Hook: Art Morera]
This message is for the elephant in my room
I think I understand you now
[Verse 3: Art Morera]
My short temper lead me to my longest nights
Nobody sleeping right when my bomb ignites
'Ayo, the neighbor said they're calling the cops
They can hear us yelling through the wall'
What an a**hole I appear as
But a thing I won't do is bring her to tears
With eyeliner falling down the cheek the last one smeared
If this moment were captured with a caption here
How could it say today was a good day?
Yeah, life ain't about what you want
Sometimes you get what you get
I still think about my aunt, swear I miss her to d**h
My sister just had a baby, I'm bout to go cut a check
Cuz my niece don't need any help from no government
No pun intended but she knows what her big brother meant
Least I hope, all I ever had was good intent
But know I'm about to put the game in a figure four leg lock
Some beg me to stop, others dig it though
And they're cool
Stop acting like some little hoes and make room
I'll throw a book in your face, give me my space
To put a mic stand, macbook, KRK's
The only place I've been calling my base is these 808's
If you ask, I'll just say that I'm A-OK buddy
I hope that I don't fade away as my fate awaits for me
So many nights I spent with an achin' tummy
Sitting back and making money waiting for this sh** to...
Ah man
[Hook: Art Morera]
This message is for the elephant in my room
I think I understand you now
[Verse 4: Art Morera]
You rappers need to find some new rhyme schemes
I hear what you're saying but none of you enlighten me
I mean, damn what a bummer, I've added to your numbers
To just be silent, I stood there feeling number
Than I was before
Couldn't bob my head, not one thought was fed
My brain's starving to d**h
If I retweet, I'm defeated, through all the gossip it spreads
My timeline gave me reason for me to unfollow friends
Too much on my plate to feed my mind silly trends
Y'all are grown men and women, when will this end?
Think of your children
Look at your kid's face and switch places
Think of your parents back when you were her or his age
They were your heroes weren't they? Mine still are
Bet they bump the same music 'til this current day
As for who you are, homie play your roll like two R's together
I bet you're like
'Do your job and let us do ours, you don't know me'
I don't have to homie
I don't gotta smoke the weed for me to know if it's OG
So please, G-O get on your J-O-B
Bust a move like Nat Geo, spin a globe, good lord!
Wordplay galore, it's the allure, who is this?
Art Morera, you ain't heard this before
Raise your fist, we in a war, thats pen or sword bruh
Sometimes the illest cats don't get record deals or win awards
[Hook: Art Morera]
This message is for the elephant in my room
I think I understand you now