Speak 4 Itself

I feel like am not respected
I feel like you hatin
I know am amazing
I know am a blessing

I gave you communication
Matafale decoded the encryption
Fast forward I feel like am not safe here
Extinction is right on the verge here

That's right
Eyo CY talk to em

This is Art love it or hate it
Not made for the charts only yo playlist
Respect the painting

How many times I gotta tell em
Am on a different wavelength
Or they listening to the latest

Rare gem in the game that's me Being modest
Fuck all of them we Nat the same
And am still being modest

They talking bout they chains
Am tranna drop knowledge Stop violence
Yeah that's me being honest

Fuck social media
The art should speak for it self
That's what I realized Simplified
This is Modern literature

Nasir jones writes better than Shakes spear
Paints pictures like Picasso still here Gotta respect
When the artist is top tier Count every breath
He deserves to be in a museum

I won't let my shit get crucified
I saw them do it to classick
After they did it to third eye
All the creatives have faced That slur hand
Absurd right

Kill the artist worship the Plagiarist
Screaming I can't breathe
They erasing my lineage

Radio don't play my shit Feeling I can't preach
They ENT wanna hear my pilgrimage

Sounds like blasphemy to me
They promote the devils work CY is not in the mix

Let time do its thing They'll be buried in the dirt
While am still up in this bitch

I was summoned to speak for it
Dedicated to those who seek knowledge
Babylon is all ears I put my little twist on it
They hate my kind they wanna put a leach on me