I'm just a picture in a frame
I paint word pictures on the canvas of life
But I don't control the colors
[Verse 1]
Yo, I'm ten steps ahead of n***as, that sh** scary
Sometimes I feel ahead of myself
I hear this voice in the back of my mind
Like "Mac maintain, just grind, dog, better yourself"
So what I do? I take heed and pick up the pace
Can't explain it when I pick up my son and look at my face
I'm like a black rose growin' in the concrete crackin' the pavement
There that voice go again "Mac practice for greatness
Get paid for them immaculate statements"
Keep thinkin of them hot lines, like a physic, I can't explain it
There's no pen when I write it, it's nothing like it
God damn, what you want from me, what you want me to tell you huh?
n***as thought that I would stutter huh, thought I was dumb
[Verse 2]
But I ain't used to use my mind, I used to just use my 9
And run wild with my boys, in the streets wild with these wars
Now the Qu'ran and 48 laws, they polish my flaws
I'm moving n***as like puppets with no strings attached
It's nothin' for Beans, so you know it ain't a thing for Mac
To look in your eyes, see through your heart, know what you fearin'
Pick you apart, like you n***as is transparent
(I see right through you n***as)
It's like Mac was born with advanced parents
I'm like the Sun shining at night
Imagine it dog, I know you wanna see me gradually fall
But I'm walkin on air, breaking every gravity law
It's nothing like it, I swear
I spit words that skip through air
Let the words of a true thug hit your ear
It change colors like blue blood when it hit the air
It's nothin' like it
God damn, sh**, I can't explain it
f** y'all n***as
[Verse 3]
I changed my whole life in about 9 months, just like s**m in a womb
These young n***as never learn 'til they doomed
Try to tell them "you can burn young punk without smelling the fumes"
Make you shiver in the middle of June
Paint a picture so vivid, you can hang it up in your room
Shine bright like a prism, displaying colors like Crayola
Think of the prisons with straight soldiers
Think about the n***as who f**ed us and played over us
Think about the mothers who suffered and prayed over us
Just look at the the picture I'm paintin, it's so perfect
Open your eyes motherf**ers, you can't duck us
No survivors every soul shall suffer
I'm loadin up revolvers every shell shall touch ya
I promise it's like jihad with these mags, I'mma bust ya
God damn it's nothin' like it, I'm serious
Can't explain how I write it