[Intro:] Hey- Yeah- Shoutouts to my- Uh- Check it- [Verse 1:] I need a lighthouse I need a lighthouse Last night in our home they turned our lights out Damn, black people and bills And if we make it out the hood, it's black Beverly Hills I'm back to square one, but it's feeling more like a circle Attraction's the greatest magnet, even to the things that hurt you The plot, pretty plain 'Cause pain don't have a curfew I know you going insane, it's strange, but not a virtue I love you to d**h, but I died last night And all that's left is a corpse, but it's pride on the mic Wore my heart on my sleeve, now I'm rockin' tank tops If love is photoshop, you're repeatedly cropped out I am bitter, I am lonely But the kid in the lighthouse doesn't know me Damn, or doesn't recognize the truth I am him grown up, he is me as a youth I showed him my forearm, my charm had no use 'Cause he showed me his, and it didn't have tattoos I wanted to hang out, but I didn't know what to do 'Cause now I drink away my sorrows, and he wouldn't approve In a sense it's militant, since his eyes don't know the extent of growing up So can I judge him, or can he judge me? Still got the same forehead, am I ugly? Like I need a lighthouse, I need a lighthouse My mom thinkin' white pages, I'm thinking White House Much bigger, much bigger than right now I never played ball but I got caramel like I foul I rock, get a peep of the eyebrow My part time job s**s dick, but I smile 'Cause I need a lighthouse, to show me the way When I'm enlightin' like lightning on a thunderous day Frightened, moved from Rhode Island 'Cause I needed escape Now I'm stranded as Tom Hanks as in Castaway, or Ca**ius Clay Rather go to jail than the army 'cause yellow's the only color that suits me when I'm sparring I wonder if heaven got a suburbs Full of white kids who like rap and say the N word And did the struggle like I struggled when I'm livin' New York's only honest creature seems to be a pigeon