Haven't written a song in a while, yeah
Nah I don't feel it in my soul no more
Don't know what I'm going for
Used to want to do global tours
Fans raging like "Oh my Lord"
They ask me why I don't record and I can't say it like Voldemort
Stand facing that open door, yeah
'Bout to walk through and leave it all behind, yeah
Like I never started to rhyme, in the 6th grade
Spit cray, got sharper than a switchblade, made a mixtape
Got a couple of the haters and a couple of fans
Now I'm 'bout to leave it like nothing began
'Cause I see the world and they suffering, man
And I can't do nothing for them if I'm stuck in my den just recording
Unless I was making a fortune
Or maybe an organization that aid and support in the neighborhoods
Where they are blazing and scorching
The gangstas are warring and turning them babies to orphans like. that
I don't feel it in my soul no more
Don't know what I'm going for
Used to want to do global tours
But I don't got motivation
Don't feel it in my soul no more
So, so, so jaded
Sitting here thinking 'bout my circumstances
Feeling like my mind was scrambling
Trying to play my cards right like Gambit
But I felt like I might not manage
Do what I want to do, see I set a goal
I been wrecking flows left and right to show
I been getting no breaks
Getting home from my 9 to 5
Writing rhymes, forever alone, revel in my zone
Never know, if I'll ever blow when the pressure loads on me
Ain't nobody heard from me all week
That's because I've been mentally focused
I noticed that nothing was meant for me
Turned 25 and I upped the intensity
Back in October I thought things were set for me
Hopped off a passenger jet and I met up with Kardinal Offishall
He heard my sound, said your audio's ripping
Couldn't calm down, man I thought I would be getting signed
But I find I was obviously trippin'
Now I'm landing in Miami and I'm empty handed
Everybody asking me what happened, I don't have an answer
"You were supposed to make a video, are we gon' get a chance to see it?"
I don't know 'cause everything's falling through, feeling defeated
Now everything is seeming impossible, yeah
I don't feel it in my soul no more
Don't know what I'm going for
Used to want to do global tours
But I don't got motivation
Don't feel it in my soul no more
So, so, so jaded
Back when I had passion, man I felt like rapping could really happen
In fact on all the avenues where they clash
But I realized that isn't really rational
'Cause I look at the apathy of the mass
Man they only want a rapper for entertainment
And they bob to the beat even if it's brainless
And the labels say "Get me a kid who's nameless, I'ma make him big and famous for generat-!"
Songs that'll mislead a whole generation
They say the hit's so fire it's incinerating
Got a kid feeling higher than the Himalayas
But he ain't realizing what he really saying
Talking 'bout hitting blocks with the pistol blazing
Yelling "Pop! Pop!" like it's a simulation
Man they love hearing that, it's invigorating
I don't feel it in my soul no more
Don't know what I'm going for
Used to want to do global tours
But I don't got motivation
Don't feel it in my soul no more
So, so, so jaded, yeah
I don't feel it in my soul no more