They told me not to do it, I just couldn't stand myself

I just couldn’t stand there and watch

The people that I love don't recognize I need some help

Obiaa se, don't do it

We all have been through it, you just gotta repeat the cycle to get through it

Fr3 me Nike on the track, the way that I just do it

I can’t choose no other life, can never adjust to it

Here's a list of things that always seem to bother my mind

How they say it gets better with time, and we're in terrible times

And how we perish in these perilous times

And politicians perpetrating the crime

They should be doing the time

Posterity might never survive, that's way before they're even alive

Most of y'all won't listen, cuz you would rather go dancing

Than come and listen when I'm listing their lies

The cake is finished now they’re after your pie

And we can’t have no banks cuz the rivers are dried

It's only logic, I ain’t telling you lies

The preacher man been telling you lies

It's all vanity but have you seen the van that he drives?

Have you seen the Van that he drives?

Have you?

Uh

Calling the youth Lazy and maybe I'm just crazy

But some older generation are thieves

Lawyers, teachers, doctors, somebody said the president

And you can call me fake if I forgot the police

They arrest and harass us

Act a judge, jury, killer, without morals, even without standards

You prolly like who made me a judge?

You aren't morally obliged to even utter a word

But I’m tired of everything, politicking and the games

The old and the married going after our dames

It's all about the sex and the blackmail

Get a job in exchange for sex with a black male

But oh well… Ha

They told me not to do it, I just couldn't stand myself

I just couldn't stand there and watch, uh

The people that I love don't recognise I need some help!

This rap thing is all I wanted to do

But my pops no dey think say e be profitable

Go to school, be a doctor or an engineer

Or study law, or something else, find a better career

Cuz only a small portion really make it out

The rest be drug addicts, drop outs and lazy…

What if you never get signed and you never get on

You're wasting your life, you're not a little kid anymore

But this is that one thing that was meant for me

Everybody got a talent or a special thing (Yeah)

Without rap, man it's obvious I'll be incomplete

It's like putting an atheist up in a church to preach

Misplaced, disgraced, it's all love when I'm putting out a mixtape

And If I don't do this then e be mistake

I only got one life, I gotta be great

And so I take the shots like cameras, no distraction bro

It's passion, drive, action, till we stacking dough

So no matter what you say I never settle for less

Married to this shit bro, For better or worse!

They told me not to do it, I just couldn't stand myself

Myself