[Intro]
Hey, yo turn the mic up some
Yeah, that's good, yeah that's good
[Verse 1]
Mama call me prophet
I mean look at my namesake
Spittin' raw in spite of my flaws
I know that I ain't great
Sharing my soul, my anxieties, and memories
Righteous man full of love
Hope that's how they remember me
Step in my world, you'll see that it's a different way
I probably sound repetitive
Man quit being so negative
If it always seems the same it's cause the truth don't change
Hey yo I'm looking for the one, my brother keep the change [?]
Never want these hoes on my dick
Their attention's a trick
My girl need to bring out my best
Not try and have me slip
You think them selfies gon' cure your insecurities
Its just a username that don't mean that that's your identity
And while I'm spillin' I've been talking to my birth father
I'd be lying if I said they're ain't resentment being harbored
[?]
And I found my little brother, come to find he's 14
It's overwhelming, feel like it's too late to be in the scene
Maybe not, maybe so, try and find some direction
Show me the yellow brick road
Put persistence in my bones
Yeah, cause I'm running out of patience
As well as motivations
Still I find inspirations to
Paint pictures that'll last throughout the centuries
Committed to the people
So I'm all about the quality
These girls overrated
Just pics that people have naked
I prefer somebody that get my mind naked
And soul elated
[Hook]
Old soul, tell me what it means
It mean possessions no obsessions
I prefer to feel connections
And I know my imperfections
Cause I'm always introspectin'
Steady pensive, I was born to be expressive
Look
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2]
Who is you? Telling me who I am
You don't bother to know me
So don't be acting like you understand
I'm trying to build on that rock
Keep the peace, not a Glock
You trying to have a good time? I know a couple spots
But back to the point, I'm trying to shift the culture
I'm hoping that they notice I ain't part of all the commotion [?]
Starting at the bottom with problems and empty pockets
So I cling to the lord, promised that I won't be forgotten
And don't be telling me that things could be worse
We all got our own struggles, don't tell me what shouldn't hurt
When you're feeling off, so weak
You'll be wiping lots of tears from your eyes
I look to the skies, and think about the prize, but
I refocus and come back to the moment
I'm finna' own it
It's a lot on my brain, that's why my music is loaded
This is my canvas so I'll paint what I'll please
Old soul, that's who I'll be
Until the day I decease