Dream City

We in New York
Fresh meat, new pork
I be cooking up like I'm eating with a food fork
Where I am now, new city new town
Hands up, hands down
Stand up, stand down
They be building up walls you can't break them
Family always watching over me, I can't shake them
They be looking for a reason to be hating
Why can't we all just sing together like we Jamaican
Pitty please, hands out
This ain't a donation
We fight over skin color like we all aren't gods creations
My family been waiting with never-ending patience
For one to bring fame to the family, preparation
My dinner table set, but have you finished eating yet
They only care when your upset after somebody makes a threat
Your reaction causes action
And that passion causes massive mass destruction,
That then passes tell the next one sparks attraction
I been thinking
If my thoughts are the water then I'm sinking
They don't know me, got pressure on me
To take my family from the macaroni
To macaroons with lemon pepper on my fresh Zamboni
Rap in the room don't mess with fakes could never be a phony
Plotting your doom a supervillain because I'm done chilling
Don't know what I'm feeling, I'm feeling great
I been committed to this music thing
At a young age
They all seeing in beige but that's only cause you are unwilling
20 20 vision and still blindsided to your mission
What are you missing? People only care about the catch
Patience is also part of fishing
World on my finger spinning
One handed like Paralympics
Candace always be snitching
Channel my inner Krilin
Abandon my bitter feelings
And dabble in inefficient
Cracks in the wall
Down with our backs to the wall
No one to catch when we fall
Cause they got cracks in the law
Can you see through the fog
So much on my plate that it falls
I was balling before I knew how to crawl
Ghostbusters I think you know who to call
I ain't new to this game I been through it all
Call me by my first name
Move in silence like the E in my first name
Grandpa would've been happy with what I became
There ain't no respawns this ain't a funny game
Everything I spit is fire roasting, open flame
And when I get a big hit it's a whole new ball game
This ain't Monopoly
You can not claim
Ben Simmons taught him how to shoot he can not aim
Bro tried to touch my chain shooting like I'm Dame
Walked outside on a hot day it's too dry
Learned that I was blessed with these gifts I'm a new guy
And if they wanna try they can lose an eye