black rock

Do you even know?
I didn't even know
Do you even know?
I didn't, I didn't, I didn't know that before
Ohhhh I didn't know that before
I didn't know that, I didn't know that

Women love me like white boys love fred again
I'm having contradictory thoughts in my head again
Camomile zoot for the medicine
Black boy making white songs and they ask me what I represent

I didn't know that music had a fucking colour
Black women made rock shout my grandmother
Little Richard looks the same as my damn brudda
So I pick up the guitar my n don't stutter

I finished a Cambridge degree then I went
And linked my friends in the hood
Dap dap what's good
Second black foot light
Last to the shubz
People really don't be talking bout me like they should

For me giving up is impossible
I was born with what they chase with their nostrils
Working hard really isn't hard after trouncing all the obstacles
My balance between arrogance and doubt is frankly optimal

I don't believe the bible baby I believe in me
I hate jealousy I feel it though I'm just a human being
All these whack artists getting pushed out by the machine
Heard their music and ain't one of them that's half as good as me

To tell the truth I'm fucking pissed off
We're dealing with a big loss
Was grieving in the winter I was breathing in some thick moss

Start of 2020 I was only making hip-hop
And now I'm making black rock and boy that took some big rocks
My ego thinks my dick's as big as rick ross
My therapist has got a fucking big job
Treat my life like improv
She kissed me on the neck because my skins soft
She's staining up the Prada with her lip gloss

I turned to who I had to be
I'm bigger than my salary
My songs are simply sonic synonyms for flippin galleries
These rappers staying mad at me

That's why I always work alone
I'm eating gamberoni with the homies just outside of Rome
Girls from San Francisco made that city like a second home
Ask me how I deal with pity ooooh I guess will never know

I really think I'm set to blow
Love the fans who message me I know it's been a lengthy road
Chose a life of music over one that had an empty soul

I used to feel so empty darg
We were whipping round the California state in rental cars
I was getting sexual propositions off of megastars
If I expose their names then my relationships with press won't last

It sounds cool but it left me feeling hollow
I've got two weed plugs so I'm getting high in phono
My grandparents were Irish I don't look a thing like Bono
Well that's cool I'm the black rockstar of tomorrow