Food For Thought
I didn't know you had to rap like shit to get attention
These bars that I spit need a couple million mentions
It's hard not to get too pissed when your slept on
Reality hits shit it's like I'm getting stepped on
Try to make the best songs, my pen is filled with krypton
Ight just listen eardrum, stars are where I come from
Breathe this air in my lungs, while you walk we will all run
I'mma do my thing regardless, y'all are heartless I'm the sun
Put my soul in the track so you have a meal
I'm talking bout that food for thought everything that's real
Put my city on the map, cause that's how I feel
My feelings are attached you won't need a pill
You won't need a seal, you don't need either
This reefer my leisure, I smoke and I read stuff
Your mind is a temple, must learn and assemble
Be your own apprentice cause everything is mental
Mentality is magically the way to get to alchemy
I'm chilling on this balcony and taking in the sights I see
The world in flames in front of me, we're burning in these tragedies
We gotta change our ways while we sitting in the driver seat
Sometimes I think my heart is just too big
My well being catching up to me life's a bitch
I wanna see the good with all the evil in the world
It's hard to see in darkness and your drowning in the dirt
I've dug myself a hole but I never got the hearse
Try to play my role, but this pain it's just the worst
I just need a day where I don't feel any hurt
But that'll never happen so I'm taking my shots first
And if God was a human he'd be traumatized
And truly see that we all are just our own demise
The tools he gave us are so hard to work with
I need a fucking manual to get back on the surface
Are these troubles worth it, will I find my purpose?
I can't wait to see the pearly gates cause I've been searching
All these demons lurking, yeah the devil working
Clocking overtime on all his shifts, he's hella certain
That he gon get my soul but I won't let that happen
As a fact, I'll stick to rapping, buy a wrap and wrap the pack
And run it back like I was just a running back
Or call an option for a pass, cause with this talent comes a craft
That can't be passed cause when I run I overlap and that's no cap
These bars that I spit need a couple million mentions
It's hard not to get too pissed when your slept on
Reality hits shit it's like I'm getting stepped on
Try to make the best songs, my pen is filled with krypton
Ight just listen eardrum, stars are where I come from
Breathe this air in my lungs, while you walk we will all run
I'mma do my thing regardless, y'all are heartless I'm the sun
Put my soul in the track so you have a meal
I'm talking bout that food for thought everything that's real
Put my city on the map, cause that's how I feel
My feelings are attached you won't need a pill
You won't need a seal, you don't need either
This reefer my leisure, I smoke and I read stuff
Your mind is a temple, must learn and assemble
Be your own apprentice cause everything is mental
Mentality is magically the way to get to alchemy
I'm chilling on this balcony and taking in the sights I see
The world in flames in front of me, we're burning in these tragedies
We gotta change our ways while we sitting in the driver seat
Sometimes I think my heart is just too big
My well being catching up to me life's a bitch
I wanna see the good with all the evil in the world
It's hard to see in darkness and your drowning in the dirt
I've dug myself a hole but I never got the hearse
Try to play my role, but this pain it's just the worst
I just need a day where I don't feel any hurt
But that'll never happen so I'm taking my shots first
And if God was a human he'd be traumatized
And truly see that we all are just our own demise
The tools he gave us are so hard to work with
I need a fucking manual to get back on the surface
Are these troubles worth it, will I find my purpose?
I can't wait to see the pearly gates cause I've been searching
All these demons lurking, yeah the devil working
Clocking overtime on all his shifts, he's hella certain
That he gon get my soul but I won't let that happen
As a fact, I'll stick to rapping, buy a wrap and wrap the pack
And run it back like I was just a running back
Or call an option for a pass, cause with this talent comes a craft
That can't be passed cause when I run I overlap and that's no cap
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Writer(s): Cameron Jones
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