Life Ain't Easy

If I could bury myself, I’d bury myself in music

Cause life ain’t easy, life ain’t easy, I’m sayin’

If I could bury myself, I’d bury myself in music

Cause life ain’t easy, life ain’t easy, I’m sayin’

Raise a glass, and enter through my portal

If music is my casket I’ll forever be immortal

Semi disrespectful cause I’m tired of being cordial

No wait, I’m just tired of being normal

True friends & family is something that I hope to find

So I’m looking at the world through an open mind

And before I get trapped up in the maze

And go back to my old ways

I’m just wrapping you this phrase like a gift

Take it & receive it

Making music these days is easier than breathing

Every chance I get, I do it for that reason

I call it “The Proven Theory” ’cause I prove what I believe in

So much to the point, that you believe it too

These rappers say they fly well, I already flew

So I take that feeling and I give it all to you

Before I die on this earth there’s nothing I’d rather do

In my mind, I’ve already died

My haters can’t kill me, trust me, they’ve already tried

They’re calling me the truth, so I can’t tell a lie

And probably when I’m gone they’ll whisper “he’s still alive”

I’m still alive, And music is my motivation

Through my heart I’ve got the power to console a nation

Watch me rise to a pro without no hesitation

And don’t compare me to my peers, there’s no relation

And fuck you niggas that pistol whipped me at that intersection

When I see you in the flesh you’re getting disrespected

I guess I’m seeing life just how I should

I always knew I could, I just wondered if I would, but I’m good

Looking down on life, I’m happy how I lived

Yeah I made mistakes but, everybody did

The beautiful thing about seeing through this perception

It unifies us as people and reinvents our reflection

So when we look in mirrors, we are filled with acceptance

Cause so much of our lives we are filled with rejection

It’s almost like we don’t, know that our imperfections are actually our perfections

Im asking through my confessions that

We all take a little more time

Soak up in the sun, take a little more shine

Put your hands to work, develop an ill grind

And don’t be scared to think, develop an ill mind (yeah)

I’m tryna get my momma out the hood

But I’m also tryna get this stupid drama out the hood (damn)

I guess I’m seeing life just how I should

I always knew I could, I just wondered if I would, but I’m good