Immune
Mati (EUA)
How much time it take? I gotta accept my flaws
Lately I’ve been dozing off like Tylenol
I just finished school, I'm just a know it all
Yeah, if I don’t know the answers, then I guess I'm wrong
I’ve been losing sleep, I'm losing stride
The hood in me can’t multiply
What do it take to get me by?
I guess therapy can’t sympathize
We living with each other lives
Everybody switching sides
I wonder where my brothers lie
I'm in the moment where I don’t know what's next
I even contemplated texting on my ex
If my back against the wall, then I'm dealing with reject
If the fame come too soon, then I'm dealing with the press
If you a man and you cry they assume you depressed
Check the color of my skin you would know I'm oppressed
I'm a product of some dogs that was counting every check
If it’s me against the world, then I guess I'm taking less
How much do you really got to lose?
Pictures on the Gram turn to something we can’t prove
If make it out was a person, let me be the living proof
Sour taste in my mouth, they was laughing at my shoes
Always been that guy that just try to play it smooth
Guidance in the mic, it’s just something that I do
But if words can get me by I'ma sharpen up my tools
Lately I’ve been focused on some things I’ve been immune
Was a class clown in a clown class I’ve been amused
Yeah, when the times changed and I look back I been abused
Yeah, same pencil from freshman year, I just reuse
Yeah, that bad bitch with the long hair, I couldn’t refuse
Yeah, yeah
I just realized that I'm living in lust
Gotta close my eyes and look above
But liquor talk and bullshit walk
You see my scars, they cut that far, yeah
They look for satisfaction in designer stores
It’s the law of attraction in a bag of clothes
The time I spent out there wanting more
Can’t be oblivious to the doors I closed
Print my face on a paper like a missing person
Before learning how to write I was thinking cursive
Understand that I'm different, I'm just now learning
It’s those signs from above told me talk to sermons
Oh, in other words we lost under rocks, spin our clocks
It’s a speed to the top but the heat it been hot
Unless you fold then you rot
Shiesty mask for them shots
Story time no plot but them stories got red dots
Okay listen, I got consumed by my vision
Thinking Hollywood was my mission
Wish a nigga would tell me different
Sharpen up my wood I'm a villain
Niggas got two-face they revealing
Have you seen the judge know the feeling
Even though the judge know the feeling
Ha, that's crazy
Crying to the jury for repentance
Product of the system, not a menace
They put him in a cell for a minute
Tell him this is hell, this ain't prison
You shoulda seen his eyes when he saw the witness
But let me finish
Honestly I'm mortified there’s no more pride
Even holding hands you can’t tell the sides
Even knees on necks they been televised (and we know who died)
Tears across the window but it’s no more cries
Why we getting jobs when we can’t apply
I mean apply it to our real life
If there’s no food on my plate, I'ma seize mine
Fuck 12 and drive-bys, they just creep by
I be existing till my soul dies
I know bae got it twisted but its soul ties
My story won’t be finished, it’s a cold dive