I feel like I've never felt feel like I'm ahead of my prime
I feel like my feelings feel like they maybe feel intertwined
'tween incognito and shine I'm being caught in the lime
feel like I'm stuck in a fight when the future ain't feelin bright
I put the pencil down, feeling unwanted, and go on strike
but then I'm struck by the light that ain't how you properly strike
but the ball be over the plate and they still don't call it a strike
I mean I honestly try, I feel like I try in vain
start doin a lil different shit always just stay the same
there's a good in every bad when there's loss I know there's gain
I appreciate the love but I'm living with all the pain
I hate when the sun is out, but love whenever it rains
and God be sending me signs like my future is preordained
my timing keep gettin fucked, the wires still havent came
and all I do is object but my shit ain't never sustained
wonder if I keep on trying then will I finally attain
wonder if I'll ever feel like I got nobody to blame, MAYNE!
[...]
I told mommy when I was five that I would strive to be a lawyer
or a doctor took the opt. to hangin out with the mobsters
now he's a hip hop'sta, no more general Tso's
orderin shrimp and lobster mommy look at how I prospered
look at what I've become but still I feel like a bum
emotional strain can't be replaced by any sum
emotionally drained, insides prolly look like a slum
just give me a bag of weed, just give me a shot of rum
no better yet give me none, no mommy I won't succumb
not that- almost forgot I stopped that when I was young
some people do it for pleasure some people do it for fun
but I remember it well, that dust used to have 'em strung
I wonder what I've become or why am I overlooked
I want 'em to understand but still I'm misunderstood
I keep on taking suggestions I'm wondering if I should
I know you see the potential, I know you see that I could" - Joe Budden
"What would I do...
if I could reach inside of me...
and to know how it feels to say...
I like what I see?" - Nipsey Russell
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