Tekst Utworu

La-la-la-la-la I know I invited you, I still want ya to leave now This is a whole long thing just telling you to leave Leave my mind, leave I woke up down in this dungeon I've made mistakes in my judgements I've built you up in my head this is my prayer for your reduction You're not my aunt, uncle or cousin Not your nephew or your husband You think just because you buzzin' you got license but you doesn't I hugged you like a glow worm, come down now 'cause it's yo turn I ain't got nothin' but time I like that long haul to that slow burn I did too much of my homework Killed my confidence with this research I've put people on pedestals ego's reaction is knee-jerk I'm tryna work on my weakness It's not all roses and peaches, it's no secret I've found my self in a funk for a whole weekend Over email failures and DMs 'Did they get that shit? Should I resend?!' What should I do when I see them? Talk all soft and passive like Cleveland Even wise men can go mindless Voluntarily rockin' them blinders It generates all this shyness callin' some other human 'your highness' They forgot about when they punched clocks With Capri Suns in their lunchbox Bad haircut wit those sunspots Drank fruit punch and wore dumb socks, yeah! You're not my moms, you're not my father Not my food, you're not my water Not your earth, you're not my lava What the fuck is my problem? It's a prayer for the American religion You're not my food, you're not my java Not my nurse, you're not my doctor Not my priest, you're not my llama What the fuck is my problem? It's a prayer for the American religion It's not worth my attention Let alone all of these mentions This first time is a warning, the next move is suspension I got my own lapses in thinking, my processes were stinking You're not Gandhi, you're not Yoda, you're not President Linking Give a fuck if you was Oprah, Wolf Blitzer, or Al Roker If you try to put yourself over I'll laugh at you like The Joker This Hellfyre's my culture, put magic all in these cold words 'I'm you' is the slogan, put up mirrors instead of these posters Watch me smash all of these idols got all my own heavyweight title There's no upper tier, we're all peers unless y'all want to be rivals Talent's just a foundation rapped in festivals and in basements If I ever lost my head I got good friends to replace it Gives a fuck if you're on TV, you still poop and you still pee pee You sat down and got started not knowing there wasn't no TP Ya got up then and ya waddled That shit might happen tomorrow Whether you're a ball playa, a stage actor, or international model I don't care, neither should no one, I'll say that shit to Hulk Hogan Obama down to Joe Rogan Head of the studio that made Frozen My brain is variable tape speed, SubGenius or hayseed Try wavin' your resume, all of a sudden I can't read, yeah! Get yo name, fame can make you evil And that's the shame 'cause we done lost so many people It gets ingrained we start behavin' like a sheep do This song is a prayer where you should aim it where you need to When you say it they believe you This is a prayer where you should aim it where you need to You're not my moms, you're not my father Not my food, you're not my water Not your earth, you're not my lava What the fuck is my problem? It's a prayer for the American religion You're not my food, you're not my java Not my nurse, you're not my doctor Not my priest, you're not my llama What the fuck is my problem? It's a prayer for the American religion
Writer(s): Amir Mohamed, Michael Eagle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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