[Verse 1]
Top of the dome with it, who wrote lyrics, I paid
Grossin' a million but let me form an opinion
I sittin' within the 4 walls of my room departed
But hope to pen my way up out this tune 'cause
n***as like us, we make it every blue moon
Who dream, runnin' through green like Charlie Sheen and Platoon
And from you, I learned to always keep it thorough
[?] thought me what no G speakin', never rebu*te
And hustle, convinced that the world wouldn't deal on you
Tug of war with your flaws, we deal wit the same struggles
'Cause I even fought depression like you
Went through poverty and even lost a kid, like you
Pa**ionate about the art so we respond to ridicule
Flip these [?] for centuries to heighten revenues
sh**, and if you wasn't so complex
Complex would have a better understandin' of your content
That sh** is nonsense, illest, I indicate
The sicked out the gates since you was kicked up out Virginia State
And so my n***as say well, what you gon' tell 'em?
Just figured, give you the flowers while you could still smell 'em and now you know
And from the concrete, grew a rose
When I spit a beautiful bliss, you say need no J. Cole
[Hook]
This be my letter to Folarin, n***a
My letter to Folarin
[Verse 2]
From my current position, listen it's what I envisioned
Homicidal with your title, I promise we make a k**in'
It's coherent, inherit my hustle from single parents
Other half, no appearance, now picture that like a canvas
Still livin', but mentally I'm still scared from conditions
Resemblin' yours in the past, ain't have a post to piss in
But you got it, and gettin' out the mud my only option
'Cause options'll pa** you by, and n***as in here arrive
So I took the risk, ran up on you with my disk
Went for you money ain't Crys, and jumped back in the whip
For my n***a, yo Wale got this CD, dog, it's lit
Figured I was really on, finally get up out this pit
[?] call me, said money said you cool, heard you sh**
He'll get back to you soon, here you on no funny sh**
Said I figured, I know it's a process, don't wanna quit
But I ain't never get that call, still stuck in this abyss
Here's the truth, invested in myself and I recoop
I ain't never had to depend on no block like John [?]
You did Seignfeld, Obama too
While you shinin', I bump the problems to cope with my problems
And how to solve 'em, a diamond in the rough from the bottom
I promise that I'ma ride in that, I swear it's solumn
[Hook]
This be my letter to Folarin, n***a
My letter to Folarin
[Verse 3]
Long live your idols, may he never be arrivals
What's in in my prayers is reiteratin' sh** from the Bible
So I asked, the powers that be, show me greener gra**
Mad at that, that you hold the influence to help us grasp
All that we desire, I'm preachin' to the choir
It's kinda like how Ross caught when you missed like umpires
I'm a fountain of youth here, paint when I write
'Cause I ain't hit this sh** once, you hit the lottery twice
Could change your life, and hold the light for me up in this game
Holy aim to be iller than n***as in Mark Twain
I put my heart and soul in all of my goals
Took a P with Ali, you know the Kendrick and Cole's
Then I zen hoes, the Folarin did, oh
I'm comin' for your n***a's spot, I'm hungry, anythin' goes
One thing I hope, got your attention, f** a deficit
Give you more but nothin' with these nouns and these [?]
And my ambition, understand that I'm the gifted
And everythin' I flip, I bring it back to your attention
That I strike a nerve, bark off tops lie aneurysms
I gave you all my blues, switch the shoes, you gotta feel 'em
Maybe I'm illin', sounded like a fan
I cut the sh** here before I'm soundin' like a stan
Folarin