Musings from a Coffee Shop

If Mansa Musa was a nigga why does poverty rule us
Why do white kids hit a crisis then they gotta be shooters
Why our bodies need some molly just to try to be cooler
And why we move with a facade if we know God can see through us
Commonly seeking out comedy so cries can be fewer
Persistent pressure never shows you what the pride can be to us
They castrate our confidence until we finally neutered
Cause if they never cage that bird they can't methodically mute us
I planted seeds to see my future as this botany grew up
Branching out around this universe that promised me mula
Invisibility's a myth to me, the optics elude us
I'm writing wishing this enlightenment had got to me sooner
If my pockets stocky, why I rush to shop at these jewelers
When half my hood is still the hood and needs economy boosters
Why the bullish dude that used to run my block he a loser
And Henny's trash I need a wine cooler it's honestly smoother my nigga

These my musings out the coffee shop
I just be cooling I don't talk a lot
I been living out my days in rewind
Now I got a bunch of change on my mind
So I just wrote about it
Cause these my musings out the coffee shop
Truthfully I just be cooling I don't talk a lot
I been living out my days in rewind
Now I got a bunch of change on my mind
So I just wrote about it

Back on my cocky shit
Craft my apparatus to attack what's at the top and shit
My back is to the block and brick
My prime's Optimus, I'm finding guys is non operative
They sponsor chicks that I'm too honest with
Y'all better stop the shit, why
How many of our parents marriages lasted
How many ran with a passion
How many ancillary bandits told you you'd never advance so go and stand with the masses
And why do niggas think they manly cause they brandish a Magnum
As if they boutta write some magnum opus every time that Magnum opens
Lapse in focus shows me half these cats ain't even half devoted
Molding tracks that's magic going savage till my back is broken
All my raps is artifacts I paint it pure as Jackson Pollock
They ain't really see my vision, them niggas just had a quota
Pulling puppet strings I played the game of every past controller
Hold a map then trash it it's no going back I have to own it
Laughing cracking jokes about the Sphinxes when they had their noses
Classic

Cause these my musings out the coffee shop
I just be cooling I don't talk a lot
I been living out my days in rewind
Now I got a bunch of change on my mind
So I just wrote about it
These my musings out the coffee shop
Truthfully I just be cooling I don't talk a lot
I been living out my days in rewind
Now I got a bunch of change on my mind
So I just wrote about it