That's the, that's another route of human struggle
Worrying about other people's perceptions about who you are
Like why would you ever care about that you know
And I think that I fell victim to that
My in my past of worrying about things that I can't control you know
If the people understood
What words could do to a human being
Especially where we are in today's society
Then they wouldn't they wouldn't be invested in that
So I don't, I'm not here to dispel anything
You can continue to ask other people around me
About what they think about me
And continue to write
It's okay to be human
Like I don't have to perfect for anyone here
Nor do I have to be perfect for the public
So I'm not here to dispel any perception
I'm just here to be myself
22 years old but somehow livin like an old nigga
Smoke my day away
While I'm searching for my soul nigga
Creative brains cannot be restrained
I told niggas
Sometimes you just gotta stop talking and show niggas
And that's my pride speaking
Spoken like true man
My ego is my friend
Others times it's like my villain
The worlds full of killin
Black and brown communities
Still lacking the unity
To cut some of these eulogies
Look through matrix
Performative demonstrations
They misinform the nations
Then slaughter the population
They box in your thinkin
Fictious indoctrination
Locked into sinking
A treacherous destination
So you can sink or swim
Or maybe you'll float for days
Reflection of Yahweh's spirit covers the waves
The question still remains
Of why we're still locked in chains
Anytime you got a dream they do you like Dr. King
I stick to my roots my nigga I got to reign
I stick to my roots my nigga I got terrain