To The Taléban

Yeah
(There's a time to be special)
Yeah
(A time to be grateful)
Talé Sheezy yuh, Taléban (It's that time)
Yo

Every time I write a song
Man it's coming from the soul
Every time that I perform
I just hope you sing along
Is you even at my shows?
Do you really know my flaws?
Is you a friend or a foe
That's how we gonna know (woo)

Yeah, never bite the hand that feeds you
Cloth you, better yet the hand that held you
When you couldn't take a shit
Can't wait to take a pic and take a piss
On the niggas that doubted me when I'm living comfortably
As I'm getting older I'm realizing
To succeed in this life man, you gotta be a soldier
It's a everyday battle against my anxiety, depression and paranoia
Do they really care about your music Talé
Do they even know ya?
Last week, one of my realest supporters hit me up on a video call
Rapping to my shit word for word
Man the moment was beautiful
I done seen a unicorn
When times was pretty ugly B told me that they love me
God-body can somebody pick up the bodies
Of these rappers that I bodied
I ain't made it till I seen a pretty shawty
With my name on her body
I speak from the spirit, every note, every lyric
And if you don't wanna hear it homie get with the stepping
I learned a great lesson
An envious friend is the devil's favorite weapon
All the bread I'll be breaking by the work of my hand
Work of my pen, work of my wand
Cause this shit is magic
Taléban, you all my sisters and my brothers
Just like the Lord loves us
Where two or three are gathered in my name before fame
With no shame
Hit me up at your lowest point and best believe I'ma do the same

Every time I write a song
Man it's coming from the soul
Every time that I perform
I just hope you sing along
Is you even at my shows?
Do you really know my flaws?
Is you a friend or a foe
That's how we gonna know