Aesop (Outro)

Who's to say what right or wrong in this lifetime Ain't got no answers for that money, need a lifeline Look in myself and hope that knowledge what I might find Look up to god and pray for courage through some tough times The pen saved me from the pen, it gave my life a purpose For years I lived under the notion that my life was worthless No I won't in no trap or on no block in colors I was feeling trapped and blocked out cuz my skin a certain color Want my parents just to know I'm sorry I'll never end up being Reverend Cee Or Doctor Cee Or chase after a law degree That path just wasn't meant for me Sometimes I wish it was To be content with corporate life, sometimes I wish I could I know you proud of me, but you worry I understand I'm just as scared of uncertainty Scared that my choices hurtin me That I take too many risks That I'm too optimistic Too outspoken I just tell these stories hoping one day somebody'll listen And if you listening, want you to know your story important From firemen to preachers, to teachers, to politicians To my niggas flipping burgers at Wendy's inside a kitchen I just tell these stories hoping one day somebody'll get it That all of us the same, despite us being so different From lawyers to them people in unions hoping for pension To single mothers pinching them pennies to raise the children I think of life as rock paper scissors That fist ain't beating no money That paper gon always split We always gon pick a fight Instead of siding with peace And after somebody shoot Somebody gon see defeat I know that life is a gamble I hope I'm playing correct I know that karma is real I keep my actions in check I been discouraged before Can't let it happen again I'm knowing that if I quit I'm never gon get to win I do this for nights that I was in that truck And contemplated giving up Looking deep into the sky and Wishing for some better luck How to make my visions real and how to Get my cheddar up Fighting with myself 'bout rather I had Really done enough There's a pain inside my passion Plenty pressure in my past Wanted profit in my pocket Practice patience in my path I take the good with the bad I pray that you do the same I hope you knowing yourself And all that you got to gain I just tell these stories hoping one day somebody'll listen And if you listening, want you to know your story important From rappers, ballplayers and actors making them millions To them shawties stripping nightly to pay off all that tuition I just tell these stories hoping one day somebody'll get it That all of us the same, despite us being so different From models on the gram who comments is full of simpin To niggas locked down, for decades inside a prison Uhhhhhhhhh Ha! Yo! Hey bruh, you make it home yet Yeah bruh, I just got here Aight. Don't forget my Bojangles' Nigga! I'm just making sure you remember I got you bruh, I got you Aight. You know you forget sometimes, nigga Bring my shit Aight bruh, I got you Aight one One