F****d Up Outro (feat. Michael Anthony)

Who could wish

Who could wish, wish, wish, and go away

Drunk on this feeling

But you're ??? now

I am not flawless, I am not perfect

I say to my soul, I cut through the surface

Repair, heal, and spread love

Work the path and vision

You can see the fruits and livin'

And you's a man

You'd never expect it from him, right?

Please don't confuse shade with

The shadows from dim lights, I've been bright

I've been in spaces dark as midnight

My pen write on both

My insight on both is skin tight

In spite of the fact that I'm inside the hoax

All my **** got a horcrux or two or four

We don't die, we multiply, but you knew that already

Shift the culture we do that already

If you don't give me credit for nothin'

But makin' kids in Chicago drink more water

I proved that already

I'm someone with influence

Who'll use that to better the youth

And that don't make me better than you

But as far as this rap shit goes, if Drake ain't holdin' down

Quentin Miller, why the fuck would I ever

Give any credit to you?

We learnin' the business

We keep us some sage

We shit on these **** then burn up some incense

Drop off the album and turn up the interest

Make 'em pay interest

Since they was so disinterested before

Like it wasn't this intricate

Or we didn't use instruments before

Check that insolence at the door

Or it can get a lot more intimate than you expected

(I think y'all **** got me fucked up)

The underrated and often neglected

Are often expected to deal with it

(But I cannot go for that, no)

(I think y'all **** got me fucked up)

(But I cannot go for that, no)

As as I was sayin'

The underrated and often neglected

Are often expected to deal with it

Like we in here off a meal ticket or somethin'

The lack of respect is astounding

And I refuse to accept it, **** talkin' crazy

And you not finna tell me that I'm crazy

'Cause I choose to correct it

Rather than play unaffected

Check my demeanor

Still waters run deep as the love

And the serve from Serena

Ball's in my court and we servin' subpoenas

Don't miss this jet, ho, don't miss this view

Straight truth, no tricks, no presto

It's drink more water, don't trip off petrol

Just sip the Kool-Aid

The same wrist that makes this whip the pesto

Break bread with me

Better yet, bake bread with me

We be so worried 'bout how much we need the dough

We tend to forget the little things we need to know

Like how to knead the dough

If done properly, it won't spread so thin

When your people show what happened to me

I peeped it though before I hit my peak

Young Pistol Pete

I could thread the needle through three peepholes

On four iPhones and two pencils deep at this point

The cliff don't seem so steep at this point

And all I see is wolves and sheep at this point

No living people

(I think y'all **** got me fucked up)

(But I cannot go for that, no)

(I think y'all **** got me fucked up)

(But I cannot go for that, no)

Who could wish

Who could wish, wish, wish, and go away

Oh, dreamin' it clearly

It's your world now

Water was just the introduction

To the idea that there's this truth

**** been missin' it, right?

But I feel like people don't know

What that truth was

I wasn't very specific about what that was

So, in looking for how to be

Specific about what that is

Because there's so much

That needs to be told to people

You understand what I'm sayin'?

Uh, love came to me as a, as

What should be a focus

Because that's the focus of Jesus' message on Earth

And, you know what I'm sayin'?

If that's what leads my life

Which is my faith

Then it only makes sense to start there