Art Is Perception

Art is perception

Grab a pen and then paint until it calms my depression

Make it dark when I step in, you'd be smart to feel threatened

Feel me? Get a kill streak, call for the weapon

I grew up around needles, veins make me nervous

That nappy headed little kid, changed for a purpose

If the poison is buoyant, it stays on the surface

Couple shots by his crib, hit the drapes and the curtains

And the pain be moving through my brain like a surgeon

Get praised for the verses, get bank like the churches

Just a man with a plan, I don't think that I'm perfect

Matter of fact, tell the truth, I used to think I was worthless

My quality of life was a determined by a monetary value

So I'm on the block, stay nocturnal like a owl

Niggas gate keep, tryna block me like how

That's like playing D, and you get crossed so you foul

Getting even for everything that they took for granted

Blessings coming, you got next to nothing and couldn't stand it

If you was ever in my shoes, then you would've panicked

If I ever was in ya shoes I'd have a good advantage

Different from them other brothers

You judge strictly off of color, but privilege is a motherfucker

Can't hide it, they deny it like the undercovers

Got rid of the pack, I'm thinking bout running up another

If I do a lot of sinning, do that make me evil

Am I bad person if my cake illegal

You can all get a shot, since they say we equal

We getting paid, and your paper feeble

Write a story like a fable, bitch I play for keepers

They boutta spark a revolution, but it takes a leader

Born with a gift bitch, baby Jesus

Niggas sneak like the press, nice try

I'm in my bag, if you get too close, you might die

Have his moms crying out to the sky, like why

Have his homeboys pouring out liquor, like bye

I ain't in this for the money

But I'd love to have a couple million, niggas sitting comfy

I'd never let myself go in business with a dummy

I'd rather go barefoot and walk across the country