I want it more than yesterday and yes Its showing
I got a Buss down Rollie, I was a bust down Poet
Feel like when Spenzo dropped "wife her" man
We all went global
Only nigga to go oval when they say circles can't stretch
Shit if I was really that nice,
I wouldn't have all this shit
I wouldn't have all my friends I probably wouldn't My
Because If I ain't have music then I wouldn't exist
Vacate the stratosphere when I put these fumes to my lips
There's was always soundtracks when I was losing my shit
Just for comfort or circumference on how high I could get
Or how far I could Run, or how much I aint know
Now I'm part of the show, Not just the artist you know
How Many favorite Artist did you have & where did They go
Moving These Peoples Mouths like Puppets
And Then watching Them grow
And Never letting Them go
Geppetto Records on repeat
Now watch The real Boy Glow
Nothing tougher than James Brown Muddy Waters with dishes
Diana Ross In the kitchen
Poitier on television
The few freedoms we were given
So submissive to the picture that display
When They deliver
In the streets it's makes a difference,
See my skin shade & I quiver
I think the key to segregation is the lack conversation,
So it's fear perpetuation
To isolate Our nation
Lil more paralyzed sedation, just be patient
But Momma im a spaceship
They say I got a strong shot come on Mah let me chase it
I want it more grade sixth know Junior High I stayed lit
Trying to find some tv characters that Id relate with
Blame it all on D.W. Griffith and The Slave Ships
Real talk Boy I was made for this
The systematic structure gone head and put some waves in it
Cut back on these sugar drinks and drugs to raise a stable Kid
Cause I don't want commercial vibes
Just marathon the way We lived
Said, I don't want commercial vibes
Just marathon the way We lived
I don't wanna go home at night
Let's sing more rock n roll
Don't tell Me this is not My type,
Please don't speak in codes again
Gucci Mane Zone six That's Right,
Turn me up and smoke again
Frankie Valli in my Head screaming (Ooh What a night it's Been)
Frankie Lymon, I'm such a fool but i'll fall in love again
Cause all My life, I was only waiting on this moment
To arrive (again)
Back in the days When I was Young
I'm not a Kid anymore
Sometimes I sit and wish I was a Kid again
So If i'm not back again sometime tomorrow
Ooh child... some things never Change
That's just the way it is
The air is poison I sing softly
Tread lightly
Call Me anything
But dismissive or passive aggressive
Focus on movements not the symbols or message
Yes I confess God moves through
These vessels, vest-less,restless
From seventyninth to Teslas
You cannot manifest this
Thats why its A hard concept for Artist and Movie-Directors
You cannot project or protect
The message or The Messenger
See that's not a job for Him or Her
Thoughts of adding colors to
Black and white pictures just made it hurt
We All want to leave our mark on this Earth
So that we could live forever
I use to want that too
But with that Life I can't have heaven
See I was tripping, overstepping
Trying to reach what I saw referenced
Thinking lessons were not lectures
And These diamonds do come with pressure
All the extras have to exit
I Got purpose I got blessings
And I want y'all to get the message