I always try to Iron out all the Dramatic things

Work out all the wrinkles And yet and still the Static clings

Dudes I used to be cool with see my cool whip

Envy is all they seem to have inside their Tool kit

To top it off, They see my acres of land, green grass spans with a lake view

They think I'm still rolling in doe like back in 92

I tell em, I bought property, check my bars in achen for acres must I remind you

But that's not as sexy

I'm still a nigga to this country never been a Becky

My good hair is natty & nappy Corporate nah

Never saw me in khakis

Im surrounded by White in the music world like Black Keys

Sometimes it's only Whites and Asians thats supporting me. I can shout revolution but only people with free minds can fathom a non latchkey solution

To live or die by your own grit and constitution

I didn't make the rules

And all these people with a ruler

Trying to measure my life

But I'm just inching through

You can be judge & jury baby boo

I don’t care

I didn't make the rules

And all these people with a ruler

Trying to measure my life

And I'm just inching through

I’m just trying to live my life

I’m just trying to live my life my life my life my life

The best I can

Making the best moves trying to stay true

Making mistakes of course learning and changing the chorus

I’m just trying to live my life my life my life

The best I can

Swaying evergreens and super tall oak trees

They know I'm fire already why Try to stoke me?

Most see my inner hippy -

Make love not war -

That's what I'm here for

Don't make me Buy a Green piece

To match with my bongo wrap by rasa don

Cruising in my Jeep on the type of Strips that Gaza's on

Stand back, get back, I bar u like a Kit Kat

Snap on you like a ball cap

Or I’d rather we just Chit chat

But inevitably

U give em enough rope - the clash

Is bound to happen like socks we Mitch match

I guess I get that

When someone matches your energy you need to guard that

Like a head in a Hard hat - the hard facts is

I'm too old to and that said too cold

Blooded I'd rather avoid rubbish

Invite you to my home and knead my own dough

Got bread in the oven

Can't we have a civil discussion?

I didn't make the rules

And all these people with a ruler

Trying to measure my life

But I'm just inching through

You can be judge & jury baby boo

I don’t care

I didn't make the rules

And all these people with a ruler

Trying to measure my life

And I'm just inching through

Making the best moves trying to stay true

Making mistakes of course learning and changing the course

I’m just trying to live my life my life my life my life

The best I can

Try to sue me and defame to the lawyers its just a game

If our friendship goes up in flames

To them its just the same

And greed and deceit among thieves they’ve been trained by the Black law dictionary

Sovereignty is their claim

But we were sovereign

Making audio documents

Slaying countries and continents

Living life that others wish

Almost 3 and half years trying to get a deal

And only 2 and half years having some real mass appeal

Jesus take the wheel - we unfortunately had contrasting skills

So we separated, lack of motivation

Another black promising organization

Lost in translation

As if I was the villain - that’s the story that’s painted

I know we were all tainted - I say I don’t care

But obviously I do - my broken heart hasn’t healed or soothed

I was in my twenties, now I’m fifty two

Life is an hour glass sand steady sifting through

I didn't make the rules

And all these people with

A ruler trying to measure my life