White Lines

And I’ve got a couple of flows

You love my speed and I’m giving you all of my heart

Everything that I’m feeling inside don’t I confide on the records

Repugnant pundits that push agendas and pass judgment

My confidence consequently squandered, I’m being honest

These moments never lapse

I sit and watch them pass me

But still find time for the craft throughout the mist of madness

This mind numbing tactic has now been a major factor

What you see as monotonous becomes my daily practice

Studied the rhyme but from front to back till I know it all

Its every adjective, its every consonant, its every simile, verb, noun, its fortified

It’s for the soul but it’s all composed like a fragile mind

White lines, pretty baby, tattoos

Don't know what they mean

They're special, just for you

White palms, baking powder on the stove

Cookin' up a dream

Turnin' diamonds into snow

And my family worked they whole lives

I’ve seen em struggle and survive

That’s where I learned the meaning of sacrifice

To love someone so much that you put your dreams on the shelf

To provide a life for them that you never had for yourself

I recall all them nights at deep run, arguments over low funds, roaches inside the dresser

But never settle for less

All these rappers speak on progression as though they’ve actually seen it

This mindboggling selfishness

As though materialistic shit can fix all your problems in situations and instances

I’ve seen what money does to the soul

It muddies it

If there’s no moral compass

But you’ve amassed an amount of wealth

Then invest in a crucifix, an attempt at saving yourself

I can tell you it’s fucking hopeless but that would be pessimistic

The poster child, for contain negativity, I will never be

No longer am I lost in my thoughts, I’m doing the best I can

I have to put myself in their shoes, how hypocritical

Am I to judge what someone’s been through?

Or why the act they way they act and do the things that they do

It’s all perspective

We subject ourselves to different vices and my advice is be decisive with decisions you make

Don’t be overly obsessed

Find some balance and truth, everything in due time, it’s not as bad as you think

The frame you’re seeing things through

Just multiply it by two, and you’ll see a bigger picture than the one you currently view

White lines, pretty baby, tattoos

Don't know what they mean

They're special, just for you

White palms, baking powder on the stove

Cookin' up a dream

Turnin' diamonds into snow

And I wanted to make it I guess, how do I live with the criticisms?

People will give an opinion they put it upon a pedestal

A penny for your thoughts but I never asked for change

My work ethics ridiculous and yours is not the same

I swear to God and I wrote it all with a pure intention

The truest testament with no excess or false aesthetics

You couldn’t imagine or fathom the effort I’m exhuming

My heart and souls in the shit but yet they force me to prove it

Who in the fuck would’ve done it the way that I’ve done it with all of the pressure

No label backing, no facetious claims of independence, no hidden investor

This shit is developed in my mind

I pray to God and ask for strength and patience through these times

It’s to the point that I’m passed insane but it’s intertwined

4: 30 AM, I’m up and my day has just begun

I’m living a life of focus

I’m giving you nothing but realness

But give it a couple a minutes, I swear you’ll hear all my devotion

Feel like I’m stagnant

I’m running in place

All of the time that I’ve invested have I spent it in vain?

Givin you a better effort, shouldn’t that work more?

Got me thinking to myself what I do all of this for

How you complain about the hatred but you accepting of love

So I take the good with the bad and I ignore the assumptions

I ain’t read comments in years ‘cause they won't do nothing for me

I never take for granted the fact I’m alive

It’s a blessing

White lines, pretty baby, tattoos

Don't know what they mean

They're special, just for you

White palms, baking powder on the stove

Cookin' up a dream

Turnin' diamonds into snow