Aye
Can anybody hear me
Sorry, I didn't catch that
Fuck off, Siri, not you
I been feeling kind of blue
I been wearin armor too heavy to stand steady
But I bear it anyway, because a man's ready at all times
Society's fault and plot lines I memorized, playin my part right
That part's wrong
Life's odd as the Far Side; feelin far gone
But never sorry for myself, word to Momma
Comin up like the hot sun on the Serengeti
Eyes wide as horizons, still full of wonder
But sometimes I wonder
Can anybody hear me
Does anybody feel me
I can't seem to find one
Can anybody hear me
Can anybody heal me
I can't seem to find one
I can't seem to find one
Who wear the veil, you know him well
Too close to tell sometimes
It's just enough light behind those dull eyes
For the right one to fall head over heels at the wrong time
Same time it's Pall Malls and pale ales to unwind
The numb mind, it froze hell
Now snow, hail, or sunshine is just life
Like a bug bite
Sizin shit up like a Bug's Life; a fall might be alright if it isn't from a tall height, right
Convince yourself the highs was all hype, aight
I'm feelin alright, but never alright
It's like a threshold you can't exceed
Rollin solo
Sometimes you're so low and panicky, but never show, though
Hell no
What kind of man would you be if you couldn't handle these things
He told me, Lock up those emotions, bro
And handed me the cannabis leaves
Dependency turn into addiction eventually
I know some people who's financially free
But still prisoners in their own mind; American Dream
Nightmarish scenes disguised by glam and gleam
Why I don't care to sleep, writin by kerosene light
I better bite my canary-like tongue
I don't know shit cuz I'm young, right
Treat it like heresy; feel the fire at my feet
I can feel my mind start to atrophy
That would be exactly what they want
In this society everything's desire with a front
They attack from all sides but the front
Plot- in the back of minds plant a seed
Hatching as you think you see that you could never be
Accepted authentically
It's happening as we speak
Famished fiends checkin feeds, livin vicariously
Through people who pretend to be happy as we could ever be
Truth is we all trapped beneath pressure
To be more perfect than we actually are
I wouldn't wanna try parenting
I'm blessed to be exactly who I have to be
But that don't mean I don't wonder
Can anybody hear me
Can anybody feel me