Apple Pie

Fame, fortune, and the rest
All seem like a nice tune but I'm not sure whats the best
So I rest easy and smoke till I'm flyin freely

Munchies got me eatin apple pie
But that don't mean cuz my conscious in the sky
That my mind lost in madness
Although its tragic
That I'm constantly fighting between this white and blackness

Like Im Michael
Cuz you know my niggas be on that bad shit
But I'm just content with how it go
Right now average

But I know I'm on my way up I've been workin like a savage
But as I climb these ropes
I wonder who really runs this show

Just a middle income black nigga
Chasin for big figures
Just like his black brothers and sisters
In section 8 housin fixtures

Are we all meant to come this way
Or is it really that i'm workin in a way
That will provide me this cake

I guess ill just have to keep on my grind and find out one day
I just hope I finish able to say
I did it for my kids and not the man today

And when I look up at the sky amazed
Knowin I was once a sparkle in my fathers daze
To him lookin at what I made
Got me thinkin is there a higher place

Not really the one to pray
But I think theres somethin special in the air
Maybe its just my ghost
That will eventually haunt these hip hop lairs

So with this apple pie on my plate
I sit and contemplate about this rap thang
I studied the game

And I'm still not sure how so many made it on a fake wave
Internet fame should have us ashamed
But even I gotta post more to get noticed today

So I gotta reach out
And post bout
When my single droppin and what my album gone be about

Not the type to internet stunt
I like my jewellery and drip
Ill be blunt

But even excessive instagram front got me caught up in more than I want
Flex a lot and make a little
I just want to be the kid who let his music speak for itself through these clever riddles
But I gotta find a way in this maze
If I don't wanna have to put this music shit away
To collect a few bucks
But even if I had a clover for good luck
I would wonder what pushes us to want more and wish others to sit below us

Is it the push for attention
Of being equal while fully knowin others who cant change themselves need help
And then still strive for the self-diagnosed digital assessment
At the cost for someones unmentioned life deficits

I think we've gone too far, cant be humble no more
That wont cop you that nice car

So I sit, watch and wait
Not for fame
But for the day
This spiralling hate crashes down like a fallen fine china plate

Its comin soon just watch and wait
We all need balance even this internet thang
Till then I just maintain this grind and smoke a dank strain named
Ice cream and apple pie, ay