The Boy

What if every year of your life was told you would be great But you ain't know for what, break a leg 'till your knee break Doin' shit, runnin' circles round your mind Everyday, boy And don't you dare stop until I say it's time On some Nat King Cole shit, that's how it goes Artists be knocking each other down like dominoes Sayin' "he this" or "he that" but "not this" and "not that" But they ain't ever spend some time tryna build each other up Prophecy state that a young nigga would change that My path laid out like it follow a train track Been told since the old, recorded on tape deck World changed, granddad woulda heard it on a phonograph Thrice great uncle wasn't even in a photograph Fuckin' property to some bum ass old white man It ain't changed, we still brought up under rich men Gotta work until we nothing, ain't that something It's either corporate or communist, and either way it's nothing And I don't f*ck with that You have good luck with that I'll make my own up in the middle, how we runnin' that You see New Zealand and Sweden and shit How come the big, great America ain't defeatin' it We still got issues on every side of the spectrum Even shit that shouldn't be debatable, like givin' kids some breadcrumbs It ain't even cost nothin', compared to what we spendin' on bombs and planes And things to kill people in another place We could take on the entire world and then some At what point do we gotta scream redruM But we can't even beat some idiots hiding up in some mountains The fucking Taliban back in charge, blood fountains As we leaving' Kabul, friends surroundin' And we ain't even hold up on our promise to house 'em Well they dead now Turn around, get your bread now You can go and put your head down It's a wrap now We stuck with this The f*ck with this The old generation finna die and say "good luck with this" Yet they thinkin' we entitled for demanding shit Luxuries like medicine and water Stuff you need when you're dying on a sinking ship And they wonder why we've no faith in their Allah No God could help us, we on our own when the Devil run the parties And because of that, we cannot roll, we gotta stop where we starting