Look through my eyes and see what I see, do as I do, be what I be
Walk in my shoes and hurt your feet know I do dirt in these streets
Ive been forever lost in the negativity that comes from being me
My exterior deludes the eyes of those who think they can see
And just because you’ve heard of me, doesn’t mean that its real
I always try to not choke on the smoke they try to present as reality
I know what the deal is, know what the real is, you wont fool me
And for those who said he’s crazy, know that he still is
My mind is always in the state of “calm before the storm”
They always want my heart but then get scared when they realize that Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde are inside
I need you to feel me, look through my eyes and see what I see
Then tell me again how you think you have the right to judge me
I can understand why you’re scared of me, smarter than you thought I’d be, have an existential conversation with me
Give him chills, but do I make him feel like that
Or is it the fact that it came from someone black
Shit is real, and payback will be a bitch
You threw so much dirt on our blood
That all we are doing right now is dancing in the mud
I bear my soul with every piece I give you
Ive got a heart of gold but Im trying to pawn it for logic
Control is nothing more than an illusion
And if you take away my hate I still wouldn’t love you
This world desires to keep you in a state of confusion
Promises aren’t made so they can be changed at your convenience
Don’t mistake my complacency for patience, they’re different
I have learned that personal feelings have no place in a relationship
Cause if you need me Im there, even if I don’t agree with your shit
Sometimes ignoring someone is so darn tempting
But then I remember that karma is a real thing
So feel the pain, feel the joy of a writer who was never scared to give you everything
And if you never met me, then you’ve no right to judge me
