Obsession
Come one
Come all
No faves
Just y'all
How far
Y'all fall
I'm up
You're small
I just wanted to drop by
To let my spit fly
Let my demons lie in a grave to die
And before they look up to the sky and get buried alive
They stare into my big, brown eyes so they know whose name to cry and to whine
For the final time
Good riddance
And goodbye
I been a man who's good at suppression
I been a man who needed some lessons
Sick of the world and sick of oppression
Made this far without the world's blessing
So I'll be damned if you think I need yo' love
Just for me to be pleasant
Once and for all I'm releasing myself so just
Listen to my confession
I do advise some viewer discretion
Lotta buttons I may end up pressing
This is therapy what a sick session
Lotta pain and lotta depression
Father's son I'm next in succession
Rap was a hobby now it's an obsession
Only way I can curb alla my stressing
Is to shine bright as hell
Call me florescent
Never been perfect always been true to me
Ain't always worth it acting all dutily
Beaten so brutally
My eyes should be googly
Carry an edge while screaming internally
For help and for love or a sign from above
Where is the trust
Bitch, what did you do to me
Nothin' gets through to me
No livin' mutually
Actin' so stupidly
All of the world can see
Look
It's that boy
The one
With no toys
The one
With the void
Whose heroes are gone so long
No need to prolong his joy
He's out to destroy
All that annoys
Convoy deployed
Bury my pills
I ain't no doughboy
So take it and eat it and feast it enjoy
Look
It's that man
The one
With the world in his hands
The one that's so tall when he stands
Who turned pots and pans to big beats and slams
Who crams so much heat in one track we spam
The replay button again and again
Just like he had planned when he wrote this sick jam
Y'all gave me a hand and I took it and ran
You want some honesty
Your flow's an atrocity
Deserve an apology
For lack of quality
You mention the green
Then bring up some broccoli
You passed the first grade
And kept yo misogyny
Focused on gossiping
Doin it consciously
Fuck mediocrity
Not my biology
You're just a mockery of all the comradery
It's good to be older cus you ain't the boss of me
Logically I should be proud of me
All I want is some simple equality
Yeah that shit bothers me
Friends hanging from trees by the fucking police
Just for asking and pleading
"Why can't I be free"
Shit I done heard but never thought I would see
I admit I live ignorantly
Been weak in the mind when it's there vividly
How you sit back and see a prick on the neck
Of a man he literally swore to protect
With all of the eyes and all of the tech
They still walking free, it don't make no sense
They want us to bleed, they want us to fret
They wanna divide, they got us like pets
Open ya eyes and learn to reject
Anything less than human respect
I thought this would help
I thought I'd collect
My thoughts on a track
So I can forget
I thought I'd release when the beat intersects
Like a duet with the words I inject
Like Alex we Pray until the sun sets
It rises again and the world's still a wreck
So flex your objects and wait for what's next
I cannot ingest what I've come to expect
Fuck
All the noise
Stuck
With no poise
Making a scene about everything while focusing on all the decoys
Congrats you're employed by a system that ploys
Chips in their favor, can't savor ahoy
From LA to Tampa to Chi, Illinois
We're all getting played, did you read Corduroy
When we lean each other we can achieve joy
We kill and we hate and are as weak as Malfoy
True evil is masked, did you read up on Troy
Spent time in VI, but don't mention St. Croix
I can't see the beach when I'm tryna avoid
The hits and the beats and am given no choice
That's why I grew up with an outspoken voice
And greet you today yelling justice for Floyd
Come all
No faves
Just y'all
How far
Y'all fall
I'm up
You're small
I just wanted to drop by
To let my spit fly
Let my demons lie in a grave to die
And before they look up to the sky and get buried alive
They stare into my big, brown eyes so they know whose name to cry and to whine
For the final time
Good riddance
And goodbye
I been a man who's good at suppression
I been a man who needed some lessons
Sick of the world and sick of oppression
Made this far without the world's blessing
So I'll be damned if you think I need yo' love
Just for me to be pleasant
Once and for all I'm releasing myself so just
Listen to my confession
I do advise some viewer discretion
Lotta buttons I may end up pressing
This is therapy what a sick session
Lotta pain and lotta depression
Father's son I'm next in succession
Rap was a hobby now it's an obsession
Only way I can curb alla my stressing
Is to shine bright as hell
Call me florescent
Never been perfect always been true to me
Ain't always worth it acting all dutily
Beaten so brutally
My eyes should be googly
Carry an edge while screaming internally
For help and for love or a sign from above
Where is the trust
Bitch, what did you do to me
Nothin' gets through to me
No livin' mutually
Actin' so stupidly
All of the world can see
Look
It's that boy
The one
With no toys
The one
With the void
Whose heroes are gone so long
No need to prolong his joy
He's out to destroy
All that annoys
Convoy deployed
Bury my pills
I ain't no doughboy
So take it and eat it and feast it enjoy
Look
It's that man
The one
With the world in his hands
The one that's so tall when he stands
Who turned pots and pans to big beats and slams
Who crams so much heat in one track we spam
The replay button again and again
Just like he had planned when he wrote this sick jam
Y'all gave me a hand and I took it and ran
You want some honesty
Your flow's an atrocity
Deserve an apology
For lack of quality
You mention the green
Then bring up some broccoli
You passed the first grade
And kept yo misogyny
Focused on gossiping
Doin it consciously
Fuck mediocrity
Not my biology
You're just a mockery of all the comradery
It's good to be older cus you ain't the boss of me
Logically I should be proud of me
All I want is some simple equality
Yeah that shit bothers me
Friends hanging from trees by the fucking police
Just for asking and pleading
"Why can't I be free"
Shit I done heard but never thought I would see
I admit I live ignorantly
Been weak in the mind when it's there vividly
How you sit back and see a prick on the neck
Of a man he literally swore to protect
With all of the eyes and all of the tech
They still walking free, it don't make no sense
They want us to bleed, they want us to fret
They wanna divide, they got us like pets
Open ya eyes and learn to reject
Anything less than human respect
I thought this would help
I thought I'd collect
My thoughts on a track
So I can forget
I thought I'd release when the beat intersects
Like a duet with the words I inject
Like Alex we Pray until the sun sets
It rises again and the world's still a wreck
So flex your objects and wait for what's next
I cannot ingest what I've come to expect
Fuck
All the noise
Stuck
With no poise
Making a scene about everything while focusing on all the decoys
Congrats you're employed by a system that ploys
Chips in their favor, can't savor ahoy
From LA to Tampa to Chi, Illinois
We're all getting played, did you read Corduroy
When we lean each other we can achieve joy
We kill and we hate and are as weak as Malfoy
True evil is masked, did you read up on Troy
Spent time in VI, but don't mention St. Croix
I can't see the beach when I'm tryna avoid
The hits and the beats and am given no choice
That's why I grew up with an outspoken voice
And greet you today yelling justice for Floyd
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Writer(s): Steven Strong
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