THE DAYS AFTER

An artist's duty, as far as I'm concerned, is to reflect the times
I think that is true of painters, sculptors, poets, musicians
I, as far as I'm concerned, it's their choice

I'm so over it swear it's getting on my nerves
Rolling up this herb for the bridges that I've burned in this life
Will I ever really get what I deserve
This goes out to all the bitches that I had to curve
This goes out to all the lessons that I had to learn
Focused on the vision, even when the lines were blurred
Still I yearn, all this paper I'mma earn
From making music, all I gotta do is drop a verse
Very blessed, highly favoured, I'mma take em all to church
They knew that it was in me since birth
Like planting a seed in the dirt, know your worth in this world
Don't forget to put your own feelings first
Don't forget to pray when you alone and it hurts
It's all within, so there's no need to search
When these songs won't be long, till I'm roaming the earth
With her in my arms, been apart for some years
So my treble on the baseline, cause you know we all need the percs
I just give my all, so we ball and return
Niggas falling off, it's a cause for concern
Fuck waiting in line, cause we all wanna turn
Wait for yours, I waited for mine
All I see is START, when I see a STOP sign
Cause only what I do is ART, I don't need no cosign
I can tell em apart, they be playing both sides

But I choose to reflect, the times and the situations in which I find myself
That to me is my duty
And at this crucial time in our lives, when everything is so desperate
When everyday is a matter of survival

Life moving faster, moving faster
I'ma make it rain, hurricane, natural disaster
The days after, focused on what really matters
Tell em fuck the snakes, only ladders
Niggas love to hate, cut the chatter
But it don't even matter either way
Laughter, that's all I really got for all the hate
I'm moving past it, cause what's the point of tripping over shit that happened last year
Better days, moving on to greener pastures
They see me on stage, but don't mistake me for no actor
I'm a class act, I ain't your typical rapper
I'm not in my prime, this is just another chapter
They ain't making moves, so they all turn into dancers
Moonwalking, got these niggas moving backwards
Life is what I'm tryna master, tryna find my balance
But we doing good, if you ask us
All you gotta do is tap in
You can keep the beef, cause the salad's what I'm having
Simply organic, but I ain't the type to duck from a challenge
Prayed up, cause I know that all the demons attacking
I stay up, making music, I just treat it like practice
I'm up in the attic, going off and it's automatic
I got no baggage, but you'll find me with the baddest
God got me so there's no need to panic

I don't think you can help but be involved
I don't think you have a choice
How can you be an artist and not reflect the times
That to me is the definition of an artist