I realized that
I wasn't doing nothin crazy
I realized that it's the system
That was built against me you know?
And like
I'm not supposed to be talking about this
And that's the corruption-ever
Because like, me just seeing it
Is absurd
And I want people to open up
Their eyes and realize that
I'm not wrong you know?
I- I'm just a open minded individual (Yah)
And more people should be open minded (Yah)
Let's go back to the decade that felt like a minute
Back when the clock felt endless with no hope of giving
Some extra sign of time, infinite to a sublime
Whole lotta history with homies on the side doe
I remember back at 13 I was down and wasted
Not metaphorically bro I was fucked and tested
Whole lotta shit related codeine-MDMA weekly
Sitting behind my school doing 2C-B so deeply
Hold up, that shit ain't something that I'm proud of
Would've rather started early using 12 ounce gloves
Could've used the talent with the mindset that I had
With the help of my dad but I was pretty bad
But at this point, you know I was lazy fuck
Fat ass addicted to crutch
Couldn't wait another hour just to sit and to crunch
My mind was else where oh guess what it was just lunch
It was nowhere to punch but myself
WHOS FAULT? All my fault
If I could go back in time this would be a vault
Instead of playing games I'm just playing with basalt
Could've rather made a talent, cooked some food with table salt
But I chose to stay like this, mistake, per se, all day
Through rain I pray to god to frey my potential from my history
And now listen to me you can be the number one old mystery and
All you need in exchange is some damn fucking consistency like woah
Woah woah woah woah
Woah woah woah woah
Woah woah woah woah
Hit back doe, with no ask doe, I'll keep that last bro
Tryna keep the money up staying with the cash bro
Be moving quietly like the fashion Castro
Hit the cocaina back peers of Fiasco
Let's go back to the decade that felt like a minute
Back when the clock felt endless
With no hope of giving
Some extra sign of time, infinite to a sublime
Whole lotta history with homies on the side doe
I remember back at 13 I was down and wasted
Not metaphorically bro I was fucked and tested
Whole lotta shit related codeine and MDMA weekly
Sitting behind my school doing 2C-B so deeply
Hol up, that shit ain't something that I'm proud of
Would've rather started early using 12 ounce gloves
Could've used the talent with the mindset that I had
With the help of my dad but I was pretty bad
But at this point, you know I was lazy fuck
Fat ass addicted to crutch
Couldn't wait another hour just to sit and to crunch
My mind was else where oh guess what it was just lunch
It was nowhere to punch but myself
WHOS FAULT? All my fault
If I could go back in time this would be a vault
Instead of playing games I'm just playing with basalt
Could've rather made a talent, cooked some food with table salt
But I chose to stay like this, mistake, per se, all day
Through rain I pray to god to frey my potential from my history
And now listen to me you can be the number one old mystery
And all you need in exchange is some damn fuckin consistency like woah
I realized that, that wasn't me you know?
That I had to find out who I was
And I was just a product of this thing called
American KKKORUPTION, you know?
So you feel like you've changed as a person and have
Become more aware of these type of things in the last couple of years
Yea
Explain that, some people may not be familiar
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Writer(s): Bandar J
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