Broke rapper (Interlude)

Lived most of my adult life a broke rapper Soul searching A lot of times felt like I wasn't doing enough My family tree severed Felt like they wasn't rooting enough From a nation where we thrive off pulling a front Karate flick We get a kick out of pulling a stunt I'm Dope at lines But that won't cut a check Bring out the violence in me I'm usually so benign Smoking herb sky level is my dopamine I talk that yayo cause I'm dope at lines I've seen flukes turn stars I've made hooks from scars My mind state of the art Nigga text me How you doing Can't even tell him I've been stressing Cause he up And I don't want him to feel guilty about his blessings Shit it's up to me That's why it's stuck with me A problem shared is half solved Nah nah I need this shit sorted properly That ain't enough for me Girl left said she had enough of me We ain't see that much so she ain't get a lot of me Bars look like adidas sign My soul fitted in it Music I'm knitted in it Faith is the fuel that drives me Unknown to many but this those who know rated highly My melanin polarize me I know drug dealing notorize me Is you the shit if you the shit and you ain't shit to society Everyday I hit a blunt I'm far from sobriety Got a hella creative mind Going into art starting to make designs Had A queue tip I had to wait in line For my time I was on the grind It's about time Staying patient in a fast time