Homerun

They tell me heavy is the head that wears the crown
But I swear for the past decade
I've been so prepared for now, are you prepared to bow
In the presence of greatness
Flow with a heavenly cadence
A God who walks amongst men
I walk through the darkness of sin
I'm coughing and hawking up flim
While spilling my heart through this pen
It's harder to talk to these kids
When their schools ain't far from the pen
Mothers are left all alone
Cause fathers are locked up in cages
Without no money for bail How can we ever prevail
When they want us to fail This was the plan all along
Yeah, they want us to kill, every little black child
That's why the cops on our heels
If they don't fear enough to shoot us
Then we rot in the cell
That's the hand that we was dealt, right
I've never been the type that wouldn't speak on how I feel
Because that shit ain't never felt right
Closed mouths don't get fed so niggas starving
And actions speak louder than words
So raise your arms up

This ain't for me, I suppose
Cause I gotta get up and go yeah
Baby, I'm chasing my goals
And I ain't got time to grow old yeah
I gotta pray on my foes man, I gotta stay on my toes yeah
Not knowing which way I'ma go
As long as I make it back home

I feel like Neo in the Matrix
When he was offered the blue and the red pill
But I snatched both, I'm sleep and I'm half woke
That means I'm wise enough to know better
But too conditioned
Too responsible to point the finger and play the victim
I never felt challenged enough at school
But I paid attention
Well, on the days I made attendance
I was too busy playing hooky
Rolling spliffy's and getting pussy
Or in the studio, yeah, back when I was just a rookie Yankee fitteds and white tees
And dreams big enough to put fear in a grown man
I used to have this young thing who did it with no hands we hustled just to grow our pockets fatter than Roseanne That was me and Quadair
We used to meet up after class and split it in half
Fucked up on a couple packs, wasn't doing the math
I wasn't good at selling dope, but at least I could rap
Running late for my destiny
I'll just sneak through the back

This ain't for me, I suppose
Cause I gotta get up and go yeah
Baby, I'm chasing my goals
And I ain't got time to grow old yeah
I gotta pray on my foes man, I gotta stay on my toes yeah
Not knowing which way I'ma go
As long as I make it back home

No matter what you doing life
Just make sure that you do it right
And if you have yourself a goal
Make sure that you hold it tight
Don't let nobody dim your light
Keep it burning and shining bright
Cause once you stop throwing punches
You forfeit and lose your fight
Never lose your sight And be ready to strike
When the time is right
Seize the moment, freez and own it
Some people go a whole lifetime without actually living
Ha imagine that shit