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Sometimes it's overwhelmin' tryna play the story
My culture got me chokin' under my emotions
Paint a picture so pristine of my life in motion
Under pressure tryna shine just like how Kobe
And I woke up in a cold sweat
Clammy hands, my chest heavy with no rest, more stress
And they ask me where I'll go next
Would it fall to paint outside
this paintin' of my own death?
Would the feelings that I wrote even matter at all?
If I'm fallin' off a rope, who catchin' my fall?
If I'm buried under stone, would they actually ball?
Would my story bе retold, or would it be lost?

They tеllin' me how I'm 'posed to be
How I'm 'posed to act, how I'm 'posed to breathe
I'm the poster child of the human dream
Of the imperfections, how it's 'posed to be

How I'm 'posed to see when caught up by my nihilism?
These dark thoughts been foggin' up my 20 20 vision
I'm tryin' hard to do good, keep messin' it up
Hard to balance the dreamer with the logical one
I'm the son of a hustler, so I gotta be up
And they say I should be grateful, but it's never enough
My sister raised me to be solid, it can'gas me up
It's a habit, can't feel happy 'til I've actually won
Always anxious that one day I'll prove my parents right
'Cause my pops seem convinced that I'm the failure type
And words of affirmation ain't a part the culture
Apologies is gettin' served from a bowl of rice
The taste of forgiveness is always bittersweet
And it's burnin' in my throat like some ginger tea
And I wonder if I'll ever know inner peace
And 'til then I'll be focused on the next release

And they tellin' me how I'm 'posed to be
How I'm 'posed to act, how I'm 'posed to breathe
I'm the poster child of the human dreams
Of the imperfections and how it's 'posed to be
Word is bond to my brothers
Thick and thin, we gon' stick with one another
All I got is my word, word to my mother
All I got is my word, word to my mother
Word is bond to my brothers
Thick and thin, we gon' stick with one another
All I got is my word, word to my mother
All I got is my word, word to my mother