overlooked

Hey guy I'm turning 18 You're working on some big things You're rapping on the side but I promise if you just dream a, little You graduated with some money but it's, little Don't walk this life like shit is funny it'll, kill you You worked a job but it ain't pay well They gave you 15 hours every week so it ran stale It's cool tho f*ck it At least you got your money up And not hanging out with them niggas that'll hardly give a f*ck Shit I mean, I'll be wrong disrespect them Cause you lived them 4 years under all this fucking pressure And I'm honestly just saying that you weren't any better but that's it though We're all a pile of shit, you take the paper rip it up until it's left in bits Grab a lighter burn that shit up The ashes touch your skin but The freedom of your message getting spread is now untouched I'm free No pastor or a mentor could know what this means to me You pack your things no feelings for the world no sign of glee The great delight is what you thought you could've made of me But you didn't The times you could've made a move to see some love you fled That time you could've learned in class you chose to go to bed Man why the f*ck it seems like most my life I have just slept Am I dead? Close your eyes, to see your fate Why the f*ck I gots to abide to rules I don't want part of I wanna live a life that Im ballin but have self love I want the self respect that comes from living different lives But no matter who I call they cannot see my life right "You a failure"man f*ck you ima show you how this shit can get familiar I spit my words with power like I'm some typa hood realtor I resurrect my fans Ima worldwide healer, I give them ear candy Im a halloween dealer And not one label hit my phone yet , but you don't need a Nike to tell a guy "Just to Do It" I'm feeling more likely than them internet surveys This shit getting real deep but I ain't getting buried I'm right here, and I'm here to stay And I ain't let no f*ck nigga rain on my parade I got 2 umbrellas One for the drip, One to look nice And if i never contacted you back my phone in rice I am sorry, to anyone I disappointed But ima live my life and you can feel more disjointed The pistols not an option and neither are the books I hope my words could smack these niggas like a right hook I hope this message brings you back to all the things you took When your dreams got in the way of your life and left you cooked When it seems that everything in your life is overbooked When it seems that everyone that you knew had overlooked