Looks they can be so deceiving, ugh
False prophets we don't believe in, no!
Cross my heart and hope to die
I know
One day
Everything's gonna be alright
I'm sick and tired of all this perspiring
Typing up resumes
And inquiring if you hiring
I'm sick and tired of button up ironing
Why don't I get any days off
Until I reach retirement?
I'm sick and tired of sirens in my environment
They never get laid off
They only do the firing
It's getting violent
Could start a fire with
Pain in my irises
Roses are red
Why I'm so violet? (Blue)
Yeah baby, I'm blue (Blue)
My nigga, I'm blue (Blue)
Yeah baby, I'm blue (Blue)
I still don't understand why
I get up each morning and try again
The world already ending
Like the Mayan's said
I still don't understand why
I'm in this predicament
Pitiful roaches in my hallway
Play tiny violins
I still don't understand why
Is it that so many stay silent when niggas dyin'
Turn blind eye in their pirate ships
And still don't understand
Buying into the luxury brands
Providing funds for the Klan that be conspiring
Grew up admiring rhymers who had the hot one-liners
And beats bangin' like it's shotgun fired (Kaboom)
That left a young me inspired
To light up blunts and get higher
Spend all my funds on attire
And what I could consume
Was spoon fed with it
Rhetoric quite repetitive
Family members wished reality registered with me cause soon
If I don't blow like a bassoon
I'm a buffoon in the community
Lookin' up at the moon it isn't usually
Blue (Blue)
Yeah baby, that's blue (Blue)
My nigga, that's blue (Blue)
Yeah baby, that's blue (Blue)