[Verse]

Stepping up to the plate

In the cut too long to save face

Nig tryna break way from the pain

Seeing signs of a new day coming aye

Trudging up the level tryna look for sum to stand for

Imploring favors vigorous

Really not hearing shit

I commend you coming this far nigga

Billboard ringing figures

Hans Zimmer

Mind flinching at wasted potential

All lies when pride get sentimental

Prolly sinful in my dealings

Cuzzo new tune filling my gratitude

Prolly soon this could rock

Prolly soon my mind reprieve every shock

Prolly soon my yung bloods coming soon in the flock

We out here

We steady knocking nigga

[Outro: FAYDE/(**Shawn May**)]

We recording?

We good? Ight, igh, ight

My name is Fayde Richards

It is October 16, 2019

Nah not even that

4:37 in the morning, what day is it?

Nah nevermind

And I have a poem for y’all niggas

Deep in a society where you gain off of others’ losses

**yeah**

Being young and black you have to tune into that spirit

**young and black you have to tune**

Fear be the main thing holding a nigga back other than the chains physically binding us to the pain

**fuck**

It don’t make sense but thats how it is

Are you seeking to change that?

**are you seeking to change that shit?**

Are you seeking to help that shit become reality?

**are you?**

Cuz if not there are niggas who will

**do tell**

Speak what should be spoke

Do what should be done

No excuses

**real talk**

The shit we live for prepares us

The shit we die for relieves us

**mmm**

Thus spoke the young mind, Deshawn Juneford

**one time**

A messenger for the masses

Yet flawed with his own vices

Thus spoke his queen

Paving his rightful path

Thus spoke the wize one

Opening hearts to many mindsets of knowing

**big bet**

Thus spoke, the story coming soon

**thus spoke nigga**