I'm trapped, in the confines of being a man,
knowing my place when I throw rocks no hiding my hand
the principles that my brother taught me
he also taught me how to know myself
yet I'm still learning the steps
I'm lost, in my thoughts it's been this way for some years
tryna cope with losing friends I'm speaking on what I fear
spill my guts when I write words,
unbalanced but the totem pole steady growing inches
that's why I stoop in all my pictures I just keep it low
it's like the moment I get somewhere my life takes a turn around
just thoughts that I should share because my feelings get watered down
shit, I can't explain with just some rhymes and a beat
pick up ya feet stop complaining bout the shit you can't reach
just aim higher than expected show them niggas your worth the only destiny on this earth is dead in the dirt, at least that's promised,
I felt this way since I was a novice just a youngin out for commas
but it's deeper than money and pussy, I feel like God overlooked me
I'm his resurrection, just hope the people round point me in the right direction
I'm focused on self, keep it grounded my nigga don't you focus on wealth
life is more than knowing yourself
I see it now, but a nigga ain't supposed to see the bigger picture
I getcha, 21 in July, media probably kill me off by June
if that's the truth I'll be with mama soon..
