Verse 1:
I do this shit for Biggie and Hov I mean uh
I do this shit for Kendrick and Cole I mean uh
I do this for my brothas at home, who feel they’re stuck inside the city feeling lost and alone
I been a martian
Working day and night, dream like Martin
Often, finding inner peace, hearing gossip
Shorted
Out of all of my effort I feel
That they would rather see me dead then leave my body concealed
Although the message is real
I ain’t tryna force it
I’m just tryna deal with all the demons in my closet
Critics say I’m getting repetitive with my topics
But maybe they might get it when I’m sleeping in a coffin
Ey
It’s a different concept
Living in Manila with connections up to Boston
Make a stream of revenue thats flowing like a faucet
Now everything I make seems to be taken out of context
(damn)
Hook:
So let me break it down
I ain’t tryna please all the people
Living in the now
Bay to LA to the east cost
I been, feeling down, let the kids know it ain’t peach coated
We don’t need the crown, cause a king knows what is real don’t he?
Verse 2:
Every day’s a Samsara
I reinvent the wheel each time the sun comes up
It’s like I’m so stuck up on they opinions
I’m learning to be militant, but at the same time never ignorant
Getting goals accomplished, they never made a syllabus
Reaching for the comets, my concept with innocence
I might read the comments or doctrines for stimulus
But closing up my conscience from nonsense and ambivalence
Or confusion I’ve been so lost
I’ve had depression I was looking for the sole cause
Until I realized that I’m my biggest enemy
And coming from my mind were all these terrifying entities
Telling me to stop
Telling me to end my life
Telling me to instigate a fight that’s why you bring the knife
But I was simply trapped inside my brain
And imagined my own prison as the most intricate cage
Feeling all the rage from this unforgiving stage
I been caught up for a moment but I’ve only shown a page
So let the change come
And if the sun don’t shine tomorrow let the rain come
You’re welcome to my kingdom
