Album Fears

Well, this is Elijah's Heart pt two
So I might as well just be honest
I think I'm scared that this ain't good as my last shit
Been lacking passion, relaxing instead of rapping
If I ever smoke an eighth, then you prolly wont hear a fraction
Of how good I really am but now I wonder if it matters
My only fear is average
And the devil use his tactics
To be sure that every time a nigga stream get met with static
You see I'm hot
If I was Luke a nigga'd never be a maverick
Or I'm cold, thats how I started the last one
What happened?
Bunch of hoop dreams
And telling y'all about it
Y'all don't even know what 'hoop' means
Pull my own shoe strings
Wear my own T shirts
I'm Fighting off my mood swings
They telling me they love it
I'm like damn you coulda fooled me
I hear you play that nigga song
And I just killed the same beat
Now I think you only really like it cuz it ain't me
How come my music only time that you wont play me?
I ain't seen this many niggas jumping ship since fuckin slavery
I can't write a hook though
They telling me just write
I'm like you ain't gon play this shit though
Might listen for the cliff notes
Might listen for a lyric
I got captions in my spirit
I be taking flight for cheap
And niggas hate on my experience
Drop a bar right in a sentence
Then you say that you ain't get it
Used to point out every line
Til momma said forget it
If they get it then they get it
If they dont then they just missed it
Be humble
You shouldn't have to point out that you this gifted
That just screams you sitting screaming out for recognition
Yea I know your voice travels
But silence will go the distance
Thats just little wisdom
Now I'm back to all the bitches
And all the money clothes and hoes
And all the shit you will remember
Why the fuck I gotta lie?
I ain't gotta dollar to my name
I know some niggas that could feel my fuckin pain
My only bad purchase is when I bought a fuckin chain
I can't rap that long
Cuz I'm knowing that y'all brain
Can't handle it
Worried bout your views now I'm sitting here mishandling
Shoulda lost that from all the days I'm in the vanagon
Really lost my passion then just blamed it on time management
I used to make music till my talent became vanishing
Now I'm feeling like I'm just locked in
If I ain't popped yet, maybe look for better options
I'm just fuckin scared of another project flopping
I'm just fucking scared that you over look the work
That a nigga put in
Just for me to fucking drop it
And this is so strange cuz I don't care what niggas think
But money from my dreams dependent on you niggas streams
All I got is my heart
And the connection to a beat
And the lessons that I learned
So let me tell you what it means

I shoulda wrote a fucking hook
They ain't gon listen to you king
Swear to God It really is just you and me
You should have wrote a fuckin hook
Just close your heart and lose the key
Cut the roots that be flowing to your tree
You should have wrote a fuckin hook
Just give 'em shit to sing along
Who wanna think while they listen to a song
You should have wrote a fuckin hook
And maybe this shit getting better
But better off just for you to say whatever
You should have wrote a fucking hook
And I ain't saying that you wrong
I'm just wanting them to listen to your songs
You should have wrote a fucking