My ex girl held it down
Then she moved out of town
I was good with the family
Now I can't come around
It's all good, all I can do is wish her the best
She wore her heart on her sleeve
I wore my heart on my chest
And it was hard to invest
All the time that was needed
To take care of each other
I was way too conceited
When my friends heard it was over
Man they couldn't believe it
Jaws dropped when I explained lollapalooza's the reason
Sometimes I'm numb to the pain
So I paint pictures with lyrics
This like a therapy session
Except you niggas can hear it
Non confidential
When spitting
On Instrumentals
Told niggas that I'm HOT ON THE STOVE SO PLEASE DON'T FUCKING COME NEAR IT
My moms birthday just passed
And I completely forgot
What it's like to be a (Her) son, I completely forgot
And I completely had thought, it wouldn't affect me like it did, but I dealt with the Circumstance and all the feelings it brought
You so black you look purple
You talk white since its virtue
That combo holds no advantage
Nigga the cops will still search you
Don't matter what occupation and or
Degree you're pursuing
Still a nigga
And we know niggas don't know what they're doing
You can't make everyone happy
Something that's so hard to swallow
I was scared of leadership, but now I'm too scared to follow
And every one in my city, with the same grind as me
Success is something you feel, way more than what could be seen