Issues Lyrics

The other day, my pops looked at me and he asked me what year it was

He's seventy-four, I wish I could say it's a joke and not serious

I'm down on the floor

Praying I got the time to have his feet up and more

Maybe chilling up and watching the shore

And not still busting his ass for the mortgage

You know how they say mental health important?

Well, I'm feeling the pressure

On a long night where I sit and I think about it, can't keep it together

Everyone left us alone, I'm carrying the weight of these thoughts on my own

My girl ask what's wrong, I don't want her to know

I know she dealing with shit on her own

I know not everything in my control

That's what I fear

I need reassurance I'm on the right path, that I'm meant to be here

I was proponent for "play it by ear" until I woke up one morning with nothing to hear

With nothing to my name, with nothing to share

Tired of tears, when nobody cares

But damn I got issues

Damn I got issues

Fold up the journal, wash off your face, and ball up the tissues

The underdog made it official

Time to stop thinking of whether they'd miss you

Look at yourself in the mirror and say to yourself man "Casso they need you"

But damn, I got issues

Fold up the journal, wash off your face, and ball up the tissues

The underdog made it official

Time to stop thinking of whether they'd miss you

Look at yourself in the mirror and say to yourself man "Casso they need you"

And need I be reminded of monopolizing little tyrants

Hide their lies in enterprises, so disguised by perfect timing

Finalize their business deals and fine print for the little guys

Find their avenue for real and watch their lack of real assignments

High and mighty I was tryna stay away from record signings

Now I feel the urgency just pushing me to cash out finally

Write my rhymes all night and hope that one day I'll be really shining

Even though my music can't defund police or fix the climate

I'll be climbing

Yes I'll be climbing

I'm tryna make it for me and my family

This shit ain't no science

This shit you can't fight it

Bitch, it's not David, it's not Goliath

There is no hiding, all these lines, generations behind it

Damn I got issues

Damn I got issues

Fold up the journal, wash off your face, and ball up the tissues

The underdog made it official

Time to stop thinking of whether they'd miss you

Look at yourself in the mirror and say to yourself man "Casso they need you"

But damn, I got issues

Fold up the journal, wash off your face, and ball up the tissues

The underdog made it official

Time to stop thinking of whether they'd miss you

Look at yourself in the mirror and say to yourself man "Casso they need you"