KANYE WEST

I always feel like I could do anything (I am a god) That's the main thing people are controlled by Thoughts their perception of themselves They are slowed down by their perception of themselves If you're taught you can't do anything you won't do anything I was taught I could do everything Go listen to all my music its the codes to self esteem It's the codes to who you are If you're a Kanye West fan you're not a fan of me you're a fan of yourself You will believe in yourself Yeah turn me up Saint Vinom It's story time I'm telling a story about a young nigga that OD'd coke Six feet tall black skin head he was part of the crew that made all the dough Addicted to blow at the age of nineteen You can tell this nigga will never grow old He had a girl at the end of the streets And every night my nigga was never home Long story short,he got her pregnant when he figured out my nigga was broke She called his mum who's at the door my nigga is 20 his mum 44 He'll be a dad he's not even ready never used a condom every time he fucked Pressure is rising he don't have no money my nigga is broken didn't know who to call So I say Why don't you chill why don't you say everything on your mind Why don't you take a break to ease your head Why don't you pray to get some connect you can't be a dad if you don't have the bread All this dope money why don't you invest your life is a mess but it don't have to end Follow your heart let God do the rest Life is not easy you don't have to stress I am your friend and I'll always be here, anytime you call I'll always be there The kid is a blessing f*ck all your depression You have to be ready don't lay on your bed No time for regrets he'll be the best Life is a gamble and you'll win this bet These were the last conversations we had The next thing I heard my nigga was dead My nigga is gone my best friend is dead I'm feeling so empty a gun to my head I'm chasing my dreams my battery on red I'm feeling so empty a gun to my head I'm chasing my dreams my battery on red 45MM born on Thursday July the 4th summer 2002 Died on Wednesday April the 6th Spring 2022 These were the last conversations we had The next thing I heard my nigga was dead My nigga is gone my best friend is dead I'm feeling so empty a gun to my head I'm chasing my dreams my battery on red I'm feeling so empty a gun to my head I'm chasing my dreams my battery on red I'm feeling so empty a gun to my head So I feel like when I finally go to heaven I get to talk to God I'm gonna say why did you let all these people think I was so crazy and God is gonna say well it was a camouflage I was protecting you