Basement Inspiration

I feel like I'm about to lose my mind I been acting like everything's fine But really I been lying all this time To myself 'bout the way I feel Look yourself in the mirror and tell yourself you're for real You mad cuz you can't Discovering you never had the vision that you thought All that time wasted All that weed you bought You was getting high boy You was at a fault You cannot admit that You cannot be wrong You cannot produce and mix and master every song You cannot be staying up till 4 every morning You cannot be living in the moment You cannot be really on your grind Leaving every nonbeliever that I've ever encountered behind With chills running down my spine As I travel back in time Three days after my grandfather died, At the burial service I swear to God I ain't never cried so hard in my life And all my life I just wanted to see his life get right I just want one more day Or one more night That I could be with his presence On that porch with the light That would always flicker I could tell towards the end he getting sicker From the smoke and the liquor Blood thickers and pain killers for dinner he was shivering Every day was misery Rest In Peace AJ I thank God for your energy You can Only Go as far as you want to You can Only Go as far as you want to Nowadays I ain't got time to sleep My mind going 24 hours a day That's 7 days of the week Listen to what I say when I speak And then bob your head to it cuz I made the beat Put your mind to it you can make it happen Flashback nine years ago, man, I wasn't even rapping Now I'm making classics Sitting in a classroom studying how to perfect my craft and I'm breaking rules with it man f*ck a demographic I am just a soul with a body and a passion Look what I made Momma, it's magic Nothin but a bastard kid laughing hard at everything that the pastor did Out here making hits At least you know it's real when I spit This ain't no Molly-Percocet bullshit I'm trying to wake the world up You tryna keep them asleep You do what your label says I'm in the driver's seat And I be driving down the street Rapping over beats That's produced by me My girl said I freestyle in my sleep I said record it I probably drop a subconscious album in the morning when I wake up I never f*ck with fake love I've seen my whole family take drugs I hate that shit but gotta face it Seventeen, seen my uncle cooking meth down in my basement My whole family chilling upstairs in the house He don't give a f*ck, he blew it up and burnt that bitch down Wow What's your life about? Poppin pills, blowing loud You unemployed, you going out You always talking shit I'm tryna to set examples for these kids back home where I live There's more to life than this Be yourself man - don't be cool That's hard to understand when you in high school But keep your head straight and keep your mind right And most importantly keep what you love in sight