(inside of the house…)

Dropped my ramen noodles in the sink

Took my photo then I got a print

I don’t wanna link, I just wanna think

Trouble on my mind, I wish I could drink

All this shit is by design, you might miss it if you blink

I started out in the basement, I was a star in the making

Then I made black in America, that was my song for racists

Common sense still a contradiction, nonfiction

Life get real without a pot to piss in

Yelling out fuck you to the opposition, I’ve envisioned

More to life than 9 to 5, always trying to find some time to grind

Tired eyes in the studio, but I do the most, just trying to change my life

Mama believes in me, my friends believe in me, Baltimore got my back

Brother made beat for me, so it’s only right that I had to bless the track

Find me, remind me, I’m high by myself

Ask God for answers inside of myself

Exercise patience, I’m working, not waiting

I’m just misbehaving inside of the house

Inside of the house, just misbehaving inside of the house

Inside of the house, just misbehaving inside of the house

Yeah, aye!

Misbehaving, lazy, and depressed

Broken heart, can’t say it with my chest

Clean my Ramen Noodles out the sink

Kitchen and my mental, both a mess

Oh My God, she’s gorgeous in that dress

Curve a nigga like parabola

City towing scooped our Nissan truck

Uber scooped us in the Maxima, ayeee

What’s the plan now? I ain’t looking for a handout

They gone bump it from Rosedale to Lansdowne

I don’t show, but I know I’m the man now

It’s so cold, but I don’t understand how the world so wicked

Take the truth, the media will spin it, rip it like a Beyblade battle

Noisy like a baby’s rattle, all we do is trust and obey like chattel

And I’m just trying to feel free

Prison all in my mind

Smoke and mirrors from tree

Rolling dime after dime

Damn I miss the old me

Talk to moms and I’m crying