[Verse 1] Haven't written a song in a while, yeah Nah I don't feel it in my soul no more Don't know what I'm going for Used to want to do global tours Fans raging like “Oh my Lord” They ask me why I don't record and I can't say it like Voldemort Stand facing that open door, yeah ‘Bout to walk through and leave it all behind, yeah Like I never started to rhyme, in the 6th grade Spit cray, got sharper than a switchblade, made a mixtape Got a couple of the haters and a couple of fans Now I'm ‘bout to leave it like nothing began ‘Cause I see the world and they suffering, man And I can't do nothing for them if I'm stuck in my den just recording Unless I was making a fortune Or maybe an organization that aid and support in the neighborhoods Where they are blazing and scorching The gangstas are warring and turning them babies to orphans like.. that [Hook] I don't feel it in my soul no more Don't know what I'm going for Used to want to do global tours But I don't got motivation Don't feel it in my soul no more So, so, so jaded [Verse 2] Sitting here thinking ‘bout my circumstances Feeling like my mind was scrambling Trying to play my cards right like Gambit But I felt like I might not manage Do what I want to do, see I set a goal I been wrecking flows left and right to show I been getting no breaks Getting home from my 9 to 5 Writing rhymes, forever alone, revel in my zone Never know, if I'll ever blow when the pressure loads on me Ain't nobody heard from me all week That's because I've been mentally focused I noticed that nothing was meant for me Turned 25 and I upped the intensity Back in October I thought things were set for me Hopped off a pa**enger jet and I met up with Kardinal Offishall He heard my sound, said your audio's ripping Couldn't calm down, man I thought I would be getting signed But I find I was obviously trippin' Now I'm landing in Miami and I'm empty handed Everybody asking me what happened, I don't have an answer “You were supposed to make a video, are we gon' get a chance to see it?” I don't know ‘cause everything's falling through, feeling defeated Now everything is seeming impossible, yeah [Hook] I don't feel it in my soul no more Don't know what I'm going for Used to want to do global tours But I don't got motivation Don't feel it in my soul no more So, so, so jaded [Verse 3] Back when I had pa**ion, man I felt like rapping could really happen In fact on all the avenues where they clash But I realized that isn't really rational ‘Cause I look at the apathy of the ma** Man they only want a rapper for entertainment And they bob to the beat even if it's brainless And the labels say “Get me a kid who's nameless, I'ma make him big and famous for generat-!” Songs that'll mislead a whole generation They say the hit's so fire it's incinerating Got a kid feeling higher than the Himalayas But he ain't realizing what he really saying Talking ‘bout hitting blocks with the pistol blazing Yelling “Pop! Pop!” like it's a simulation Man they love hearing that, it's invigorating [Hook] I don't feel it in my soul no more Don't know what I'm going for Used to want to do global tours But I don't got motivation Don't feel it in my soul no more So, so, so jaded, yeah I don't feel it in my soul no more