Circumstances that I'm livin in would drive you death, or to a cell, But my vision keeps my motives in check, so I excel, and handle the struggle well, I'm a make myself a better way, they said I could've been the president in 2nd grade, but I want a more important position, I'm tryna influence ya life through bass line repetition, and its hard, but fuck it I done been through worse, Industry feed us bull shit ill make that pipeline burst, if I was fuckin wit the streets then I might get murked, But now I'm ripping up the gravel saddle up bc its war now, I'm tryna build the lost hope of a torn town, Ima do it with all of my breath that's a sworn vow, Child of the projects, finances was off set, Wic checks first of the month, nigga we off that, I love my raise til the death, I got my moms back, Thank you for believing and I promise that I'm on next
I said I'm stressin and struggling, just tryna survive, Need to ease my mind, that's why I get high, tryna find a solution to get through the pain, so I turn to the music, Feel the beat in my veins, And they won't ever understand the way that I feel, And where I'm from, You know shits real, I'm just stressin and struggling, tryna survive, You can stay in the jungle or you can come for the ride
How many rainy days do you gotta see, before the sunrise, sometimes I feel like My number one prized position is this audio gift, if I don't help another person then my purpose ain't shit, And I would love to be rich, but right now I gotta make do, Doin what it takes to make it, While I still remain true, they told me never let success or failure change you, So I let the dirty bounce off like I was stain proof, Humbled by grams who been keeping me sane, My pops helped me be relentless and to get through the pain, Both of my brothers locked up and that sits on my brain, Sometimes I think about the past and how shit ain't the same, And when I ride thru the city all I think about is dre, How h loved my music, I cried when I heard he was slain, I swear there's a dark cloud in my home, I still got messages from CWill stuck in my phone
The Chicago MC embarks on a thoroughly modern hip-hop outing, bristling with metallic rhythms and timely socio-political quips. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 30, 2019