The Loop

Uh, feels like we livin' in a loop The cops find Black people to kill and shoot The media just pick which one to give to you You can't stomach it for a week, and then you poop Poof, I'm tired of these cycles I ain't much better myself, I can't depend on my health We all got guts, but mine been through it So Craft hold no punches, this here chin music Lotta folks could get ruined, I grow my influence And that's exactly what the kid doin, the shift brewin' Used to need six brews to get movin' Now I do some yoga, pleasure my woman and get to it Ah, the audacity of adulthood They gon' want you stuck where you at, and son, don't do it The grass was actually greener 'Fore they convinced you destroy the land If the room is toxic, those fans gon' spread the poison, fam You smell that? Smell like foiled plans Whatever they had for me, laugh for me, please 'Cause the hero always die in a tragedy, see, I'd rather be free Your comments is comedy, you can't shackle with these What you think the intro, that's the reprise, I lapped 'em with ease Everything they think they are, I actually be You uncomfortable? Pass it to me I'm unapologetic, unabashed, a G Yeah, so on-beat you think I'm off Display so much strength, they think I'm soft I find mine in vulnerability You find it in the silly fleeting whims of bein' tougher for a moment Feels like we livin' in a loop We promote based on cool and conceal the truth Yeah, and cool is just a substitute for toxic Or for corporate profits, I'm bein' honest Then somebody die and we all cry and scroll the timeline But our conscience is still on mute Feel like we livin' in a loop, yeah