Granny/Lord Have Mercy

And you was supposed to see you granny for you seen that grammy
Yeah you really need yo family but you been living fan dreams
"Cantene"
Open it up
Just let that's fans see
What's inside yo head (Nigga what's you)
Dysfunction
Overcompensation
Trauma stemmed from toxic love
And hopeless conversations
Over-stimulation
Wrong affiliations
No communication
So humiliating
Granny I been faded
Granny I been lazy
Granny it's been crazy all the problems that yo baby had to face
But I made it
Granny yeah I made it
Sorry that you waited
Sorry if you hate me
Sorry if the raps ain't church
Ain't the church hate rappers
Sorry if I mastered owning nothing more than masters
Sorry for whats happening and I'm sorry for what's after
Yeah
Granny I been, Granny I been tryna get a grip
I was looking for a rose but she the last one on this ship
I've been working on this music tryna get my niggas rich
And I've been tryna get my time back
My soul back
My mind back
My old act
My shine back
Homie I can't find that
Old me wasn't like that
But old me was a nice act
Old me
Granny see the old me wasn't shit
I was ignorant to things and I was cursed with such a gift
The drive has made me crazy and the ride has made me jaded
Tainted
Ungrateful
Conflated
I hate it
I'm faded
Wasted
Chasing
Greatness
Granny it's been worse than I can say but I been changing
For the better days
Better days
Yeah I need better days
Step away
Get away
I had to elevate
For heaven's sake
heaven's pray that I see heavens gate
And talk to you and God and maybe meditate I'm gone yeah

Kiran, Kiran, Kiran
Look
I'm getting situated
I change the situation
I had my waiting period
I had my incubation
Tribulations
I figured I'd try assimilation
But by middle school the flaws had reached my demonstrations
Education
Was hell; invasive
Insinuate the black man
I ain't even African Ameri-
Can I live again?
Giving em dividends while they throwing silhouette
The shade is my youth has been getting lost as my innocence
Honestly I'm immigrant
Image in my memory of siblings living city to city
I had to some action like militant
Ya'll be talking captions but the post way more imminent
Fuck about judge when I'm finishing sentences
Finished, replenish
And I go back to the feeling like when I didn't have it
But my spirit had it
I had to come up with a plan to write as Great as Gatsby
Or be ghost he ghastly
Gas and go we gladly glow up till the goals have turned to coping mechanisms ask me
I brought the smoke but actually hoe you gotta roll to match me
I lost my hope she asked me how far will you go to catch me?
To Andromeda
Light it up and I'll follow ya
Life is something borrowed
I'll die and realize tomorrow
The feelings are feeling hollow
The healing pill hard to swallow
The real are relapsing on em
I try to hold on to my promise