Context

By Cago

Released on December 15, 2018

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[Intro]

Yo yo yo yo yo

Its Cago

I jus wanted to give yall a little context on why I do this so

Here we go

Check, check


[Verse]

A certain kind of bind wraps itself around an artist

I can't see if my types of raps will help me get the farthest

I get that I can’t split this shit, up into some parts

But for me, I struggle since I been troubled right from the start

Spent so long up in the dark

Penned so many bars

Music was my outlet

Till I got scared of the harsh

Words

Unaware of all the hearts hurt

Ready to bite the hard dirt

Fight it but its all urge

Tie it; and let me fall

If u saw would u call?

For a smart cursed

Child that had had it all turned

Tried to end it in the yard

That shit had left us charred

Momma tried to swallow hurt

Ended with heartburn

When I was younger we would share the laughter

But I got strangled and punched

So much Id only eat my lunch

A couple days thereafter

So I started trying to be a rapper

Or rather, yo

Me, Shaq, and Will

We were kickin' ill flows

It was dope, so I survived on just those

And a couple crackers

So you can tell the type of way I lived

Why Id attack ya

If you ever had ta

Give perspective, or downplay a factor

I was shattered

Battered to no end

Thank god for tom

He told me don't repent

Told me that its in my head

He said it’s okay

Words that struck so deep

I say 'em everyday

Yeah Im on the way

To better but I'm hurting

Im never gonna stop in one place

Im on a journey

If I run, legs are burning

But, don't get discouraged

I want to find love

But lust is too on the surface, yo

I wanted money so the past was

Fadin', I was gassed up

Till I hit that bad luck

Waited for the hand of gods plan to help me up

Felt Id been damned, so then I asked the man above

I said lord whatever plans are in store

I need more

I can't have my momma stressed at the store

I was blessed I had a bed

'Least I ain't sleep on the floor

But I could see it in her eyes

She’s obsessed with decor

And heaven is for

The homie that I lost as a kid

A dude was drunk, fucked up

Behind the wheel when he’d skid

And at the same time

Nobody was lookin they quit

Payin' attention till the street had turned red and his head split

With his ear on the curb, shits as big as my hand

He was dear but it was clear he couldn’t stay on the planet

Not part of the plan and man the things it demanded

Were rough, I was young all I could do was recant it

And my pops, he wants to change the world some day

His dream got boxed and they went ahead and shipped it away

Cause it was not in the budget for the time to jus focus

Had to stay on the grind so that my life wasn't hopeless, yo

Mikey you the realest you been there forever

Momma moved away and step-momma wasn't better

Insane, she ain't even take her meds, but instead the

Way she would rage is on the kids who would tell her to

Take em mom, please

We are jus tryin to help

But she would think she was a queen

So at her feet, they had knelt

17 she was mean, you had got kicked out

Luckily I had had a bunk, so you could crash at my house

It was a couple of days, then a couple of weeks

Then a couple of months, you struggled you couldn’t sleep

Melatonin, alcohol, nicotine and some weed

Whatever cocktail that you fuckin' needed to keep

The demons out, but my head got fucked up in the 9th

When this lil shorty hit me said she wants to be mine

I felt young and alive

I wanted jus to be kind

She had a fucked up past

She took it out on my life

So ladies sorry I tried

If I put y'all down

My head was real fucked up

But I love y'all now

Nicky, Anna, Bear, Em, IO the most

Y'all weigh heavy on my heart

Im sorry I went ghost

My heart was jus so cold

Always focused on next

I ain't appreciate the love you sent in some of y'all texts

So now I ain't exactly what rap

Had wanted, that flex

But don't you ever try and judge me

Without the context

Cago