Where Is The Pen? Lyrics

Oh

Oh my God

Yeah, yeah this is crazy

This word to Ali

When pain enters my body

I transmute it and use it to move the pen in my hand

Fuse it with all the music

The process helps me remove it

So my mind, don't have to lose it again

I do this strictly and truly

For lil Billy and Suzie

Cuz all they see in the movies are stranger things

And major pain arises when they close their eyelids

Cuz their brains been filled with toxins

Please, watch what your kids be watching

I'll tell ya

This ain't that watered down gas rappers selling

This black as the oil

I'm black as the soil I came from

Why would I foil myself

And remain unlearned

And let pain turn to an unchanged burn

Instead I flip the page to flip the pain away

In pursuit of all info necessary

For me to carry

Mantle of legendary

Hip Hop's son, the chosen one

Walk out the booth to see the sun come up

I'm one up

Unfuckwithable, this skill untouched

Yeah I know it's different strokes for every one of my folks

My words will riddle you

Flows riddled with quotes

From notes that I made when I was broke as an IOU

Now they check pockets when I roll through

And I hold all of you accountable

For the bullshit in the game

It's all manure, shit is the same

But tell me who is to blame

When niggas too weak to speak and check they man

Ain't a thing gone change

Oh no

Where is the pen?

It is my friend

Without it I'm dim

Oh no

Lost it again

Do not know when

I know I used to keep a lot of this in

When I first found it I used it to mend and blend

All of the things that make you say "it's a ten out of ten"

Play it again

Get me to Dreamville or TDE

Or better yet, my nigga, we could be

The newest new niggas dropping loose shit

Fly high like an eagle, give a fuck about who's hit

Full clip get spit like chewed dip

I split like Sir Hyde and Doc Jekyll

I rebel against n'erdowells who never do well by my people

It's higher evils and I need you

Pay attention to who's mentioning you

I pray for the Lord to strengthen a few of my niggas

Who fit the description of hopeless

They struggle to cope with the heat and the pressure that comes and goes

With living in city

East or the west, that clip will get emptied

Vices is tempting

Make a mistake you get locked in to the wrong shit

When wrong shit is the only option

Take a lil bit just to get it popping

Got tired of sitting back watching

Ima do what I can do

No use in fighting the truth

My people need to be fighting the roots of evil

Oh no

Where is the pen?

It is my friend

Without it I'm dim

Oh no

Lost it again

Do not know when

I know I used to keep a lot of this in

When I first found it I used it to mend and blend

All of the things that make you say "it's a ten out of ten"

Play it again