Preconceived Notions

By Hec

On The Genesis

Released on October 31, 2017

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I know what it’s like when they snatch your pops off the block /

Before you’re even born your whole life being scorned/

You ain’t worth shit and you won’t ever amount to more/

Another statistic fall victim to the system/

Earliest memories are visits in rooms at a prison/

Type of life I’m living never asked but was given/

The type of shit we deal with we born into hell/

Do heaven really exist? Sometimes it’s hard to tell/

I just hope and I just pray to something that’s above me/

And then if the lord exists, I just hope that he love me/

Forgive me for my sins Because I sinned a whole lot/

And protect me so my moms don’t have to grieve at my plot/

Because I’m hot headed hot tempered tho I know better/

But anything can change like the seasons and weather/

My lifeline can snap like a twig and they’ll be burying a kid and that’s just how it is/

And That’s just how it’s been./

First number I remember my fathers fucking DIN/

22 years that’s how long he’s been locked in/

And I’m only 16 so go and do the math/

Never seen him in plain clothes go head you can laugh/

You can laugh at my pain/

Just know I’m here tryna make a way/

Tryna make a change my life will never be the same/

Tryna make a name the shit is more than the fame/

Taking charge of my life and I’m just speeding down the lane/

Moving any obstacle that tries getting in my way/

Because my life mean something when I take it to the grave/

And all the shit that I been through the shit on my mental will probably fucking kill you/

Actually no “probably “ that’s exactly what it will do/

But I hold myself down Because that’s what the real do/

That’s always what I’ve done and it’s what imma still do/

And when I blow up watch them all say “I feel you” /

But I don’t really care what they say Because that’s what a bitch do/

Ik the feeling hit you/

And hit like a missile/

I’m loaded like a pistol/

And aiming at your temple/

I don’t speak no lies go and check my credentials/

My styles fundamental/

Hip hops essentials/

Is flowing through my pencil/

Go and tell your little friends I’m

Coming with a vengeance/

Run them off the track when I start revving up my engines/

Hits like homeruns because I’m swinging for the fences/

Some call me a tryhard I call myself relentless/

I’m easing up the trauma not here for the drama/

Stress relief flows the pain pause with the commas/

Reminisce on words I heard from my momma /

“They expect you to fail so you must prevail/

Or you gonna be like your pops and end up in jail”/

Nothing other than the truth leave her lips when she speaks /

Won’t let that viscous cycle go and continue with me/

Always shed the light when the times seem bleak/

Because down is a place you cannot keep me/

And you can try and you can try but you won’t succeed/

Because down is a place that they won’t keep me/