Art of Self Hate Lyrics

They don't understand the way that i feel

Road to riches on the way to the mill

I feel I'm runnin out of time so it's so hard for to chill

I'm tryna be my own boss no I ain't signing no deal

And most these women they ain't lovin they self

Social media attractions you will never excel

And every year it just get worse wit that XXL

Tryna hide the truth from my people so we can never prevail

We up in fucked up conditions so they could put us in jails

Because they know we'll do whatever for to feed our families

I got a message full of love that ima send through the mail

Just so you know that you worth it because I know that you damaged

Aye change is needed bitch I'm feelin so conceeded

Givin out the love that I be knowin that I'm not receiving

You tryna get even tryna add the fuel to the fire

Tiger stripes that got me bleeding that's my favorite attire

You gotta think about your purpose and forget bout desires

My youngin out here tryna let that choppa sing like a choir

And that's the Art of Self Hate that they don't know they admire

One wrong move they get to spinnin like a mofuckin tire

Basically sold they would to the streets

Then do it in the industry

Wouldn't be surprised they turn around and try to finish me

Call me nigger I won't let that shi get to me

Oh that's another nigger I know they just wanna sentence me

They don't understand the way that i feel

Road to riches on the way to a mill

I feel I'm runnin out of time so it's so hard for to chill

I'm tryna be may own boss so I ain't signin no deal

Yeah

And most deez women they ain't lovin they self

Social media attractions you will never excel

And every year it just get worse wit thatXXL

Tryna hide the truth from my people so we can never prevail

But what's the answer to this?

Cuz I ain't tryna be no fuckin ranter

And I can speak for myself we gotta put our pants up

And put the guns down you ain't even gotta put yo hands up

The real protection is mental man dat shi like a phantom

And don't complain if you ain't changed Because this shit will be the same

Tryna make it out this maze I'm tryna make it out this game

They gon remember my name

And how a youngin came

I remember all dem days when I was stuck up in the rain

What molded me the shit I seen in elementary

They tryna get my brother gone he up in penitentiary

You gotta be aware you gotta pay attention

I'm presidential wit dis shi but i don't need election

The way I'm comin way too different not the one to mess with

I'm legendary wit dis shi I feel like Elvis Presley

I do not trip about this life I know it's tryna test me

And When I hop up on the beat I'm bound to teach a lesson

Yeah, they don't understand the way that I feel

All I really fuckin want is for my people to build

You call me poet with this shit for the way that I spill

Is you gon stay on the benches or you gon get in the field

They don't understand the way that i feel

Road to riches on the way to the mill

I feel I'm runnin out of time so it's so hard for to chill

I'm tryna be my own boss no I ain't signing no deal

And most these women they ain't lovin they self

Social media attractions you will never excel

And every year it just get worse wit that XXL

Tryna hide the truth from my people so we can never prevail