PSA

Huh
Yeah

I guess this is my last song forever, so twenty years later
You'll blast this in your invisible hovercraft
Maybe this line will make you double back
Crazy how I run from the line like I'm a runnin' back
Rhyme schemes play wit' your mind like: Am I comin' back? Never
This is just maps to the treasure that'll lead you back to me
Kids of the future, this is clues for the Goonies
I'm just tryna drop a few gems, give 'em rubies, this is our time
If the government kills me, then peep the hard drive
This a deep dive into the archive of my archaic and dark mind
Not even in my twenties, but all-time, I think I'm like top five
Y'all so out of pocket like the drums ain't quantized
Some type of way like Rich Homie Quan vibes
That be how my feelin' when I look in my bride's eyes
A warm kind of feelin' like the sun in the broad day
I wish I was an actor, but they call it a Broadway
I'm tryna stay inside the straight and narrow like hallways
I know there's redemption, I ain't talkin' 'bout Shawshank
But I be scared to look into God's face, uh

Into God's face, yeah
Look

You don't gotta look at my shoes to see my soul's worn
Little light of mine, kinda feelin' like a blowtorch in a snowstorm
God doesn't tell us that the weaponry won't form
He promises that they won't prosper
I look at y'all first then look at my roster
Like, ain't nobody on par, look how my squad works
Chris is an icon, Henny's a rockstar
And me, everybody know don't mess with a monster
Don't matter if you say Chuck Taylors or Converse
I'ma chuck the deuce and converse with God first
You see me in concert, but you don't see the years of the hard work
It all boils down to this long verse
But I feel like a program, society programmed, sobriety, Coke can
I'm tryna be better than who I tried to be last year
'Cause I was a joke, man, a liar with no plans
I'm tired of this flow, man
This is the pivotal spot, I could either chill with where I got
Or split for the top, livin' with billions is not what I have intended
I am not a civilian, I jot, intricate syllable art
Like, what I'm writin' is actual dimensions
Like this is language invention
When I'm creatin' a sentence
I used the placement of letters scribbled on pages with pencils
And then symptoms of the human condition is transmitted
To digits and then they form an inscription
It's just a verse, though, I could spit that lyrical miracle
What's it worth, though? Lotta people probably done it better
If you wanna be a legend, then you gotta last forever
Tryna reinvent the game, I'm talkin' way beyond rap
You thinkin' money and the fame? I'm thinkin' way beyond that
No finish lines, this is where I'm takin' off at
'Cause every time I turn a page, the story presents itself
See, to reinvent the game, I gotta reinvent myself