It All Makes Sense

Uh You ain't gotta touch to know I'm real Close you eyes, you can hear I tasted too many tears, It got me thinking If you really feel me That all makes sense. I feel like, like this song really touching me I can feel the rush in me, oh what a feeling It feel like I'm on a high, like I can touch the ceiling I felt it in my heart right from the beginning You can tell I'm a cancer, out here talking bout my feelings Not to be too touchy but your words will never kill me Hope you felt that And I been trynna touch a milly I wanna touch the finer things wanna touch all kinda things Take me to the cemetery, let me touch my mamma grave Thinking bout my past, I done seen all kinda things 2020 hindsight. Probably shouldn't try some things. Ok I see now.Yea I see now Look me in my eye nigga, tell me what you see huh I see progress, I see prosper, I can see the treetops I swear I hear the birds and that's music to me ears And I taste one of my tears, thinking how I persevered You ain't gotta touch to know I'm real Close your eyes, you can hear I tasted too many tears, it got me thinking If you really feel me That all makes sense You ain't gotta touch to know I'm real Close your eyes, you can hear I tasted too many tears, it got me thinking If you really feel me. uh, that all makes sense I feel like you niggas feelings never mattered to me I feel like Erkel Family Matters to me Feel me or not, I feel for George Floyd's family, his life matters to me I feel like I can feel the damage in me Feel me or not, but I feel like I'm one of the realest rappers I see I look around they look the same as far as that I can see You see it You see my three fingers. You see we let them linger I made my own lane, won't ever see a blinker Once saw myself as a failure, let me tell ya, the victory never tasted sweeter And keep my name out yo mouth, I hope it taste like ether I wanna taste here deepest Thoughts and desires, do what it requires to keep her cummin I make sure she arrive I watch the news, what a divide, it got us thinking different And Donald Trump got white people out here thinking ignorant Thinking like some bigots. And think how that make me feel But you ain't gotta touch Yea. See I can't speak for nobody else but me. But believe me when I tell you; all I want for you to do is feel me Ya feel me Yea. And I'm not looking for no hand outs or no pats on the back or no favors I just want you to feel me You Ain't gotta touch (It's Dotch) to know I'm real Close your eyes, you can hear I tasted too many tears, it got me thinking If you really feel me