"WOKE" FREESTYLE

 

 

Eight years old leavin school early "I got therapy at three"

I was young worrying about things a young girl ain't supposed to think

Time goes by fast when you close your eyes

"How the hell am I supposed to blink?"

I was sippin on my daddys glass "fuck!' I wasn't old enough to drink"

When I die I won't care about the minks, the Gucci links

and the different kinds of designer prints

But it does feel good to have money though

And when your momma struggling to work you pull out a pocket full

I was inspired to count money in both my hands

hold a bunch full

I wanted that green to come wrapped in rubber bands

Lookin colourful

 

 

Bring home a clean stack worth about a hunnid

Youngin these days be holdin tha dirty money

Should be worrying about cleanin they dirty laundry

Industry full of scammin, lies and forgery

I was a good kid I did what the school wanted signature I ain't had to forge it

momma did for me

 

 

Barely saw my dad I had to wait for him to call me for me to hear his voice

I had to act straight for a while I had no choice

I was silenced for so long I couldn't make noise

only play with toys, but mama said spiderman was only for boys

 

Society shovin rules down my throat and they be sayin it's my fault

but who the one they tryna make choke?

They say by me encouraging others to be themselves

I'm tryna make the world "woke"

I don't mind bein called woke if that's what you wanna call it

I ain't the dumb one sittin here worrying about who's goin into

what public toilet

 

 

I knew the world was unfair when they made rules about how I should dress

Laughed me out the football team

I wasn't allowed to cut my hair I had to grow it out instead

I could never be a stay at home parent

while the man works and gets the money instead

I wanted to be the wife and still make the bread

 

 

Me and my future wife goin 50/50

Put a target on my back and they tried to hit me

I'm a muscle they been tryna exercise and they almost ripped me

Yeah I almost died when my mother got cancer from bein traumatised

my perspective of life had shifted

 

I saw it in her eyes she be tellin me lies

It didn't sit right with me

I can forgive her now but the memories still carrying pain

she was sicker than a kid with the coronavirus strain

me and my brother turned into parents and we cared for her

 

 

while other kids were makin memories with they parents

we couldn't share with her

doctors performed surgery put a tear in her

when she shaved her hair I said it was fine but I couldn't bare to look

she never felt like herself again in the mirror a different woman stood

 

 

cancer is a bitch yeah you may of heard of her

the same bitch that almost got my mother took

but ain't took care of her

she ain't off the hook

found out what the disease was from a book

I should of never looked

my young brain shook

I tried to keep my pedal on the gas but the devil pressin on the break

with the other foot

I used to sit down and be afraid to stand out

I was plannin on leavin earth until God extended his hand out

Now I'm walkin straight through situations the young me

would of walked out of

ain't afraid to express the real me I told my brodi get the camera out cuz

 

 

so strong I be bench pressin on my haters

like glue how I'm stickin to my paper

and if you tell a lie about me you better stick with the same story

but don't forget to let me tell my side before we take it to the jury

 

these little fishes be forgettin who I am like you Dory

I wasn't always fly but at least I can say I was never dorky

and I admit it I never used to get any shorties

but now they all on me adorin me

that girl say she ain't gay but she be explorin me

I'll invite her to my crib but hey no recordin me

she be lookin at me like she in ore of me

when you pull up to the gate on the low before you do

make sure to call me

 

 

I'm doin better you can check my report now

God said that this mission is yours now

I'm on the right path opening up all the right doors now

And if I ever slip up,trip up God will be there when I fall down

I seen my pops every week but he still call every now and then

I still battle with depression like an old friend

the world still shootin they shot at me with a loaded gun

But I know God got me till the world end

 

I'm doin better you can check my report now

God said that this mission is yours now

I'm on the right path opening up all the right doors now

And if I ever slip up,trip up God will be there when I fall down

when I fall down