[Intro: Munya Murapa & RayKaz]
They're poignantly poised to poison my soul, but...
I float buoyantly, though...past them
On waves of truth that flow and nourish me, and allow me to grow...
Riiiight?
...so, I make my escape...
Right
...by the skin of my tooth...
[Hook]
Learning to deal, but I don't see no signs
Turning the wheel, they'll find me DOA
Slowly but sure, we all gon' be alright
Day at a time, we all gon' be okay
Girl in my arms so I don't cry too long
State of affairs, they don't leave me no say
World in my palm and I'ma prove you wrong
It's the way that it is, but we gon' be okay
[Verse 1]
It's RayKaz...rocking the tight shirt with the slippers
A nice smirk...pimping, its light work if you listen
It might hurt...different if I'm flirting with sentences
Strike first...chicken, it's like church if you witness
A nice verse is the difference, don't mention me with the flock
Never swallowed the liquor, but all I need is a shot
Never followed a figure, fuck what the media prop
Don't see a reason to stop and give up my seat at the top
Listen, who you know got the words twisting like afro?
Cooking dishes hotter than cass'role
My cast/cat's roll quiet as the night's sleep and tight as a gastro
Only trine' acquire cilantro, that's green chasing
Shit is only Meek 'cause we dream chasing....thinking Mills
M's on my head when I'm Speed Racing....growing gills
Learnt to swim with sharks surviving life as a fish in sea
Now I tackle life with efficiency
[Hook]
Learning to deal, but I don't see no signs
Turning the wheel, they'll find me DOA
Slowly but sure, we all gon' be alright
Day at a time, we all gon' be okay
Girl in my arms so I don't cry too long
State of affairs, they don't leave me no say
World in my palm and I'ma prove you wrong
It's the way that it is but we gon' be okay
[Verse 2]
Where's my place in this all?
Doubt creeping, where's my faith in this all?
My girl's Uncle ask a nigga bout a 5 year plan, shit I don't know if I'ma make it tomorrow
Turn on the news, all I see is shit awaken my sorrow
I don't know if I can take it no more
Tryna rise daily, but I know they all anticipating my fall
You hear the way I'm penetrating your soul?
It's God given, destiny, it's no mistaking my call
I mean besides who am I say "nah"?
Who am I to lay off?
Could never judge you, who am I to play God?
I'm forever in your corner my amigo, who am I to Takeoff?
Your home dog, who am I to stray off?
Kept it between me, mine and my business...
They got a mind in my business...
I was minding my business...with a hollow ambition
They told me I ain't fit to lead 'cause I don't follow religion
But the leader of your syndicate is fondling children
Then he pocket up your tithes for a dollar incentive
Guess he's a...profit/prophet now, innit?
But my relationship with Jesus doesn't count 'cause I believe on all accounts that us as people better served by dedicating self to truth and not cathedrals
Or some rules that only 'ply to generations that preceded us
But couldn't be reflections of the times that we now live in, 'cause they dated...but it ain't like we know better
Born of a generation of instant gratification where likes and follows control the narration
I liken my load to Moses' nation, I see the part
Recite the Bible and hope that I make it
Who really needs drugs when likes do the trick?
When you could get the same high from seeing likes on your pic and seeking attention
With retweets and peeping the mentions and taking that as some sort of validation of worth
And blue checks must mean we saying something of substance
Teaching these babies how not to learn the art of discussion
If you don't like what niggas saying ain't no talking or nothing
Just cause a stir and cancel 'em all at the push of a button
I'm pacing back and forth with cognitive dissonance
Right and left causing divisions on both of the sides
You notice they ain't talking to listen, they talk to reply
Its all for the guap, in a time where saying "Black Lives Matter!" is actually debatable
And the gold in my skin colour mean cats is afraid of you
And misogynistic tendencies is factually favourable
Internet wars, but face to face ain't jack that they say to you
All our favourite figures literally losing they minds in front of our eyes
And all we do is peak through the blinds and play it on live
And the stans either laugh at demise or steady decline
Man Jesus really taking his time
It's 2020, hope he make it in time
Speaking of time, bro, these little kids know porn before they know love
So now they educated in lust before they know touch
'Cause everything thing they learned about sex, it come from the Hub
That drug-like dopamine rush is fuckin' 'em up!
Same time our women drowning in the midst of it all
But first thing you say's "chill, like it wasn't my call" ("ayo, chill, like, it wasn't my call")
Not understanding long as you silent you playing your part
("You know I ain't had nothing to do with that man, I ain't touch nobody!")
Otherwise you straight complicit like the bitch that you are
("You know what I'm saying? Come on man, I wasn't even there bro!")
So you ask "what was she wearing?" like it was her fault
My nigga naw, govern yo' dick and manage yo' balls
And listen to 'em when they talkin', like it's really not hard
And it shouldn't take a daughter or mom, you should care by default
Meanwhile my brothers in arms is losing they shit...'cause men are really only valued by the service we give
I've seen some women and children get love to simply exist
But my niggas loved is based on societal stocking
Or facial features, height listings and the size of they pocket
I mean the global suicide figures is highest in males
'Magine your whole existence rated by acquiring wealth
So lean and pills cope with the pain or we firing shells (*gunshots*)
Or hiding in shells, to keep it in and swallow the grief
Just man up, don't even try to think of crying for help
Can't find my way in anything
...lotta rappers talk, but they ain't saying anything
...turn on radio and I don't gain anything
....yes I hear the songs, but they ain't playing anything
...Damn...
[Background Verse]
And it might take forever, but I promise you
It might take forever, I'ma find my way
Riding through the ghetto and they climbing through
Cruising through the suburbs and I see they pain
Know I'm not perfect but I'm tryna do right
No, I'm not a Saint but I'ma help where I can
No matter where I'm at I'll be with you in the fight
If you ain't from here then you won't never understand
Look around the town and the shit is down bad
Politicians talk but they ain't really saying shit
Stealing from the people and they don't give a fuck
Filling up they pockets, they don't care who they hit
Riding with the squad, and we tryna make moves
Conversations on how we finna breakthrough
Chilling with the tribe, we ain't talking bout shit
Still between us all, man, it all make sense
Internet niggas, we don't pay 'em no mind
Intellect winning, so we focus on the grind
Shoutout to my girl 'cause she cry when I cry
Shoutout to the world if its an eye for an eye
Had to learn it quick and so my heart turned stone
Had to learn it quick and now I don't take shit
Wasn't making waves then I found my zone
Now I'm in yo' head and I don't pay rent
[Hook 2]
Blessings unfold but I can't see no change
Stress on my soul, but it's gon' be okay
Lessen my load, Lord I be DOA
Weapons unload, they R.I.P. yo fate
Learning to deal, but I don't see no signs
Turning the wheel, they'll find me DOA
Slowly but sure, we all gon' be alright
Day at a time, we all gon' be okay
Girl in my arms and she can't do no wrong
State of affairs, they don't leave me no say
World in my palm and I'ma prove you wrong
It's the way that it is but we gon' be okay
Learning to deal, but I don't see no signs
Turning the wheel, they'll find me DOA
Slowly but sure, we all gon' be alright
Day at a time, we all gon' be okay
[Outro]
"Right...*chuckles*
I swear bro, I just be thinking 'bout like everything, like overthin-...
I sw-...that's why I be depressed all the time bro
Like, what was that...like, 6 minutes?
Damn..I- I hope they listen...