Dark room, candle lit wih a glass in my hand
Hunnid thoughts, hunnid problems, hunnid plans
Brainstorming, tryna relate and understand
Thoughts cooking like I then put butter in the pan
Is it worth it, shall I continue chasing dreams
That I been having since a child since I learned how to read
I keep punching through the bag like that dude from creed
Grandma taught me way back how to take care of my seeds
I put my heart effort and time in this musical theme
Just to see other people blow up off singles and memes
Never hating just call it back how I hear it ring
I speak the truth nothing but so real ones know what I mean
I can hear it I feel it I know what time it is
They generic I'm Dr Pepper not Mr Pibb
They be rapping and snapping about a life they don't live
Take more effort to fake it so why not keep it real
Circle small, small circle like pen to the pad
It's ok to look foward when you get put up in last
Cause when it turn around they one who kissing yo ass
And then pretend like they was supporting you back in the past
Ain no time fah the games
I'm the version of a king like my last name James
Never live rich and die broke and settle fah fame
I'm bussing through the game, blue tips hot boy wih the flames
Annndd Iii
I know what I been through
I know what I seen and how it molded me into
Like division, I'm split in half I'm tryna pursue
And it don't make sense at all til they see that it's true
You either believe or slightly misconceive
And ah, fool know nothing like talking to trees
So we, pluck off the leaves and roll em like sleeves
Just to, cope wih the pain and get over grieve
From Red to yellow and yellow to green (We on)