[Verse 1]
Woah!
I put in the work
And they pick through the flow
I ain't even working on the album anymore
I made bout five or six tracks on the go
They put about five or six blacks on the boat
Got em in they chains
And they strapped through the cold
They calling off sides
If you looking outside
So stay inside the loop
If you a guinea pig
Got my third eye wide
And my vision is crystal
I'm spitting like a semi
So you jam to my pistol
A black nerd boy
Better learn his story
Cuz I'm written down in it
And I'm really down wit it
Gonna get a crown wit it
And my heart is open
Got me bummed out
And I'm tired of coping
Did you hear that?
I said I'm tired of helping
Balance is the key
Do I gotta repeat?
Even if I did
It would be off the beat
Jacking lil Danny for the whiter pair of vans
Would you be jacking Danny
If his vans were black?
Would you be stealing from him
If the vans were black?!
You wanted the respect
So I tipped my hat
But when I want it back
You retract ya sack
And you hide ya daughter
And hug ya wife
Never had a problem
Until you pulled a knife
Never thought about it
Until I looked within
Silence for the mind
I need some silence for the mind
Meditating daily
So I'm kinda feeling kind
I'm headed to the well
Want me to fill up your pail?
I'm headed to the well
Let me know if you pale