Conceptual Reality

Verse 1:

Yeah i'm in love with the concept reality

Saw a scar on her eye it was god's brutality

i'm Cautious with the air that I'm givin'

What is appealing to others is in music i'm so driven

Hands on the wheel pursuit of happyness

But with all this craziness you can feel it in your pancreas

And what's crazy is this is just the beginning

Just playing the game didn't know I was winning

Main man J. Cole we was both born sinning

But if he's overrated then that makes me underrated

I just wanna do my own thing live my own dream

But what if I'm out here fightin' for the wrong things?

Me and Moderator both Greek let's be partners

Make dopeness like Mick we both live on the waters

It ain't about the paper it's about the music

But what's the point of making music if you ain't gon use it

Now you don't know how to react

My music's abstract because I ain't on a contract

Tell me what you think bout a little bit off love

What if your angel fell from above

I Got up in this game ready to try and make a change

My goal is in sight but my visions out of range

Maybe with a musical addiction you feel an earthy division

Fuck a game, this is life, and i'm on a mission

Look back on my dead homies and tell em what their missing

 

Verse 2:

Now I'm thinkin' in reality

My hospitality is all part of my fucked up mentality

I watched my mother get weaker through the years

During the same period I was overcoming my fears

But Is that how I shouldve grown up

Seen too much blood am I supposed to throw up

Sometimes I just need to think straight

Lotta people telling me to move outta state

But leaving your hometown generally generates hate

I can't control it, I'm unfolding the emotion that I'm holdin'

I'm zoning thinking of roamin in the morning

Sick and tired of lost ones tired of the mourning

Lately I feel like my cross hangs loose

Still out of all religions Christianity what I choose

Tatted on my left orthodox symbol

Before that I was selling rocks little by little

Now my life is civil only worry bout popping pimples

Bad environments still run through my blood

Living out the hood so misunderstood

Kids who interested ask me for answers

Shits twisted but in the end it matters

Never in my life had to prove i'm real

Just naturally radiates off me tell me can you feel?

If you feel what I feel you can tell me that it's real

And if you can't feel then I don't deserve a deal