CREATION ASPECT Lyrics

50 More mouths to feed

A thousand miles from Alcatraz

But still I'm trapped for all to see

And everybody taunting me

They poke and prod and wait and see

They force me into vacancy

Portioning my metamorphosis

They all just take and leave

Take a leaf and roll it up

I know that its my only blunt

Take a puff and hold it in

I know I wasn't old enough

But still I had to hit the chow

Silence all the voices in my head

They all too fuckin loud

Screaming and shouting now I got

50 More mouths to feed

A thousand miles from Alcatraz

But still I'm trapped for all to see

My education costing me

My sanity is lost inside the vanity

The mirror on the wall is getting smaller so I look away and plan to be

A better man

Fighting in this cold I been a veteran

Zatarains minute rice and Uncle Ben

Telling me

To let them in

My only models are the lettermen

Paper thin

Benjamin is how I'm taking currency

I represent

A whole generation under medicine

They need it cuz of detrimental situations holding back development

Now if I told you that you heaven sent

Why second guess my best intentions

I guess this shit won't never end

Ten thousand hours later

I got an album out and I ain't never catered to your satisfaction

Doing what want entails doing what I have to

To master my skills in the craft that I rap in

Talking all that shit might get you hit up in the gastral

Talking to your woman now she throwing me an ass full

I ain't even ask for the digits but she gave em said I'm different

Is she loyal nigga maybe you should ask her

Maybe I am just a nigga you never pass huh

Maybe I am just the nigga that you seen in class huh

Last year my last year feeling outta breath I got asthma

Nigga I can't do all of this action

Nigga I can't do all of this passing the mic to these trash ass rappers

Niggas that you never heard of to even pass up

15 Minutes of fame it turn to ash and you blown to the past like we all back in Africa

Niggas that I thought I knew said I wasn't even black enough

Back when I had the afro puff

The Astro thunder

Talking on my goddamn number

Cash humongous

Damn nigga I got a bag that year

Never thought I'd see it again but I passed that year

Last year I got my muhfuckin swag that year

So much damn I prolly could've bragged that year

But I didn't

I was humble for these B's I was bumbling

I finally got the answers to the shit I used to wonder then

I was struggling

Back then when I wasn't shit

Now I'm living life and leaving all you niggas wondering