impossible to please

ha, you can't make these kids happy without-

you can't make these kids happy without-

(falling in slow motion) they impossible to please, like

(falling in slow motion) they impossible to please, like

Done everything I could, now they still want more shit, huh

I'm not built to flaunt riches, cuz I didn't grow up rich

I'm not built to flaunt women, cuz I don't like to call one a bitch

And before ya'll start jokin', I've heard all the heart-stoppers about my lack of motion, I get it

Put my life all on the page, now I flip chapter after chapter

And even though singing is my craft, I'm after rap to master

Cuz anybody tryna talk shit, I can't falsetto my way out of it

And I didn't grow up no hoe, disguising my fear as "walking around it"

Like, what else can I do, I swear everybody is so impossible to please

I gotta do this and that, oh yeah, and do that, can't I do me?

Like, everybody got some shit to say about the next day and the day after

When the sun ain't even set, and you worried about what comes after

But I won't complain, I don't like the hate but okay, I'll just ride with it

I'll try to be the guy to see everyone's vision

Of what I'm supposed to be, I'll listen and aim sharp with percision

And try to get the bag ya'll say I need to be gettin'

Cuz I remember times was hard, back in the one bedroom

The only bags we had was full of dirt, debris, and cat litter

We couldn't manage no cat, so now we got strays runnin' around outside

Ruining our lives more, making it harder to clean and stabilize

Look me in the eyes, I know you see all the tears I've cried

So don't look at me different when I decide to tell ya'll a lie, but

Have you ever waited so long for a man who'd never show?

Have you ever been so scared, wanting protection, but the protector was always on the go?

Have you ever been so scared, gunshots ringing outside, echoing for mo'?

Have you ever felt like a prisoner, a visitor, inside your own home?

Have you ever felt like that guy one day and a piece of shit the other?

Have you ever tried to fix things that he would rip between your mother?

Have you ever had a bad father?

Have you ever had a bad father? (man what they want-)

I put all their heads in one museum, make 'em pay to see em', write it in calligraphy

I wake up and get straight to the bread, cuz I remember when I was just happy to see one

Now I wake up and get straight to the bread, not satisfied with hundreds and thousands

Not sayin' thats the bills I'm countin', but I'm strivin',

I eat and drink up all the attention they give me, call it wining and dining

Cuz I know soon it'll all disappear when the memories fade from right beside me-