I’m used to talking bout love

And I thought I’d go more political

But these greedy new criminals

Tryna rob me of parables,

Narratives, tales and fables

So since I’m ready and able

Imma just talk about myself

Til I can find somebody else

To tell me their story

Yeah I replay those Acid Rap recordings

Because the Internet is great but it ain’t pimp me like butterflies

I’m waiting for the day MF DOOM n André are revitalized

J Cole been spittin like Coltrane to try n set us right

But the wave of lil rappers came crashing in on the tides

And as lord as my witness

i’m down with the litness

But I been missing rappers defining their lives with their rhymes



(Chorus)

they won’t tell me a story

So I’ll tell you my story

Cuz I’m starting to get bored with these



(Verse)

Im a millennial man

Just tryna live in the now

With a fine Island chick

Who’s been cooked in da south

I Put out

my first EP

And that ish was lit unmastered (yoooo)

Now I’m tellin these tales til word about me spreads faster

See my crew and I are influencers in the making

Risk Taking

Unwavering

Cuz music been saving

us from ourselves and the evil running rampant lately

We Link up with no chains in our gang cuz that’s modern slavery (damn)



I know That bar was real cliche but it’s still worth saying (damn)

that’s a part of my story now how much more are you taking (I need to know)

Well Maybe I’ll give more up if they actually paid me

Nah I’m kidding I love the craft

Bruh this switchup is crazy (here)



(Told ya it was nice

Aight

Now let’s get into what I’ve been about as of late

waltz)



I been tweaking scheming

focused thinking all about my dreams

Working toward em while the fams telling me to sleep

Pay em no attention I’m too worried cuz I gotta eat

What’s the point of living if I’m not even living

To sit

With kings

Spit rhymes

And fly

I Been a prince in my mind

since I heard When Doves Cry

So I’m tryna grind

Stand the test of time

When I die

I don’t want a shrine

On some corner side

I’m

tryna go divine (yeah)

I just wanna get it for my mama

Get it for my papa

Get it for my sisters

My whole family picture

Spit out so much fire

Dey can’t feel the winter

Even in December

Yeah I’m still a sinner

But was born a winner

Bruce before the Jenner

All I can remember

Is the harsh days

In a marsh daze

When I learned to praise

Made it through the gates

Now I’m in the game



(Almost didn’t make it

But here I am)