Writer's Block Lyrics

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Huh

Imagine being old before you come out the womb

A caterpillar dead before he goes in cocoon

Rest in peace my inspiration complacent gone too soon

My days been filled with sage and rolling up acres

Struggle to pick up the pen I'm staring at paper

Its stareing at me back like what's happening

Make a statement

I ignore it and move forward

The truth I'm avoiding

What if I fell out of love with rap cuz' the action boring

Cuz' being true to myself ain't got me nowhere

Maybe if I was rapping bout shooting I'd have a career

Rap about toting AK's maybe then they'll press play

Least you can say you stay paid to the people that's unfair

Never even seen a designer but rap bout' Moncler

He wearing everything he desires but love is not there

The system's really basic we slaves to these corporations

White pockets got us picking cotton

I deny the profit

Yeah

Huh

I'm as humble as can be but nothings happening for me

I be trynna' wait and see but I'm patient to a degree

I ain't gone freeze until my stack looking fair in hight

Shout out the brothers in the jail praying from a cell they see us

Peep the play on words huh

It's just a temperature check

Lyrical exercise and right bout' now I'm ready to flex

Played with some thoughts of quitting rap but Lord forgive me

Me putting down the mic is like me giving up the fight

Me putting down the mic is Moses drowning Israelites

I be like Mike Tyson up on this mic ish'

You'll never box me in not even if I'm on prime's list

Amazing how I go on and on

Like Baduizm I'm bout to kill em

No chances given execute the witness

Freedom is given, if you don't listen back to beginning

Freedom for sinners through Yah the biggest

Forgot to mention like I got dementia

I'm on my business until I'm finished