Baby I apologize

Oh I promise you, I never told you no lies

People say you are too good for me

Now I see

Can't you see?

Let me tell you, a little something

You ever wonder, why we always nothing

You ever wonder, why we get no sleep

You ever wonder why we up on our feet?

Let me tell you, a little something

You ever wonder, why we always nothing

You ever wonder, why we get no sleep

You ever wonder why we up on our feet?

I remember my good ol' days

Homework piling up, bought my food off change

My momma, tryna get that Phone in range

Talking to her big sis, bout my daddy's wage

Meanwhile

My sister at the Paragon, doing practice

With upper echelon, dancers and actress

My daddy outside, dealing with some cactus

Bout to lose his job soon, life just attacked us

Kay now, mosquito in his cage

When everybody else called me so strange

Jay Chou, Despacito was the rage

But I like DJ Snake, watch Ultra stage

6AM, get up, go to classes

SPM, was the end goal, needed passes

They told, if you fail, you fail at life

No money, so guys like me can't get a wife

They say

Sit down, shush, speak when I tell you, speak

See those who speak like Kenneth gon get beat

You better follow my steps, so you get a C

If not you fucked up, no job stability

You'll end up scrubbing toilets, owing money to the bankers

Be more like Jarret, memorizing all the chapters

I didn't fit in, I got weird positioning

Started making music, in this poor conditioning

PERSPECTIVE

Let me tell you, a little something

You ever wonder, why we always nothing

You ever wonder, why we get no sleep

You ever wonder why we up on our feet?

Let me tell you, a little something

You ever wonder, why we always nothing

You ever wonder, why we get no sleep

You ever wonder why we up on our feet?

7 years later

Skin, palette, youngin

Mental, 2 medals on the shirt, the prime hunting

He knows what the streets sound

The ebony, and rebounds, the consequence

The lack of this, the lack of trust in G rounds

Worth over nothing

F-bomb opinions, views, camera likes, hugging

All this shit, the mask up

Masquerade to hide the fact that most of us are fucked up

Let me clarify, how the cycle goes, it starts up

So one person, they grow up from 7 to 70

7 sins in, 7 virtues, they make their enemies

7 times chance, you give, they forget "accidentally"

7 times a charmer, but now your head is fucked mentally

Playing tug of war, cut the stomach out the boar

Was the prime example of the Asian culture, wicked core

Let me show you how my life has changed in 7 years

Day by day my isolation is the answer to my peers

See my aunty, my momma big sis she passed away

That shit fucked me up, all the way to today

I see my other aunties, scouring her money, now

This devouring, it's ironic, think it's kinda funny

When she on that death bed, 5 minutes, heard that beep

Everyone in that room had a reason to leave

Cause today I refuse to believe, continue to grieve that

I was the only one in that room to see her leave

Fuck

Let me tell you, a little something

You ever wonder, why we always nothing?

You ever wonder, why we get no sleep?

You ever wonder why we up on our feet?

Let me tell you, a little something

You ever wonder, why we always nothing?

You ever wonder, why we get no sleep?

You ever wonder why we up on our feet?

Now

You're talking to me

Down from the city

Tote bag, hanging shoulder, posture Belle Arti

Rode back, admin folders, cross turn LRT

7 hours, work mode, mental prowess, best code

Lack balance, that's a death note

After 7, silent the phone

Slowly let it explode

A Chinese man walked in

He said, the music scene, just can't fall in

He said, he too sick, been grinding this music

He came a long way from little Penang

The story goes like, he got caught up with gang

Turns out, me and him we got the same friends

Turns out, his name is Kenneth

We from the same planet

Doing music and work

9 to 5 in a tandem

So really it's not just me

This positioning, this different breed

Being outcast by your yellow peeves

This conditioning, this Asian grief

We're brainwashed to believe, the only way is to leave

The Golden Sand Peninsula, start over Adam & Eve

Cause the grass is greener on the other side you can't see

Well that's where they catch you, like a paparazzi

(Uh) Why don't we got ourselves like a David Guetta?

Why don't producers here live off the beat and bread uh?

Why do artists here all avoid Starbucks?

Work multiple jobs & live band for 10 bucks?

Why do the people at the "top" get gassed up?

Make a big deal because they don't get passed up?

But reality

It's minimum effort

Cause gate keep culture run in our blood

Since the yellow desert

So really, I'm pointing fingers

I'm pointing fingers at myself, I should do better

The only one to blame, and every real artist here

Cause we ain't good enough, not enough to persevere

We should do better

We shoot to better

We should do better

We shoot to better