Pound Cake

[HOOK:]

 

[Starts at 00:30]

 

[VERSE 1:]

Surrounded by the hate and the people,

Paranoia takes control it's too lethal,

Starting doing things that aren't even legal,

Started treating people different and being unequal,

 

Things I was against I've started practising,

Don't know if it was deliberate or if it was an accident,

Don't know if I was influenced or if it was me managing,

My own fucking actions and doings that are damaging,

 

Uh, feeling myself shrink,

No time to relax or eat or drink,

Always making movements so I don't really think,

And people keep telling me to find new girls to link,

 

Uh, leave me alone,

Been a while I've been back so I haven't been home,

My mums telling me focus but I'm in my own zone,

And I air everyone out so I don't pick up the phone,

 

Please don't question my actions,

I'm in my own world and the Earth's a distraction,

Toxins building up inside my brain, it just blackens,

One day I'll be gone but please don't dread my absence,

 

Money is the key, and I'm just outchea here tryna stack it,

Not by selling drugs and wearing branded jackets,

Not by smoking weed and opening the packets,

Not by anything of that sort, nah I'm just rapping,

 

What's wrong with me I fucking wonder?

Through everyone else's eyes I'm still a younger,

I'm out of the house I haven't spoke to my mother,

5th time this week I've been beefing my own brother,

 

I'm losing touch with most of my close friends,

I feel like all this shit is just coming to a close end,

Can't even step outside my own fucking ends,

Well fuck them cause one day I'll be cruising in a Benz

You're more out there whereas I stay lowkey,

My circles small and consists of my homies,

But even my own broskis don't really know me,

Cause I have problems I keep to myself whenever the fuck I'm lonely,

 

Seeing your mother cry every day is frustrating,

Times where I doubt God and think fuck praying,

Why is my brother going through this? Man fuck waiting,

I'm gonna fail one day, man fuck caking,

 

Times are getting hard and money's becoming an issue,

On the other hand my grandad keeps saying son I miss you,

Hardly see my relatives, stuck with just a tissue,

And I keep my fucking faith but hope will never fix you,

 

[HOOK:]

 

[VERSE 2:]

Uh, I assure you that I'll prevail one day,

Might be not right now but I swear it'll be someday,

Looking at my problems at the end of the week on a Sunday,

Everyday is effort so why should I stress over Monday?,

 

And if you don't like me then please just fucking leave me,

Stop fantasising 24/7 on how you're gonna beef me,

Chances are when I'm older you won't fucking see me,

So why is it that when it comes to your issues you always fucking need me,

 

The only thing in front of me right now is my stressed fate,

So I don't have time for all of your pointless next hate,

I only need a few people in my life, let the rest hate,

Lord knows what I'm thinking beefing my own best mate,

 

I'm out of my mind I need to reach my targets,

They're in the palms of my hand but they're too hard to harness,

Always making sure my pen has it's sharpness,

So I can write and potentially get through the darkness,

 

And I don't need your opinion, I don't want your rate,

I'm chasing a dream, not letting none of my brothers wait,

Apparently a bad influence, so all the mothers hate,

I'm gonna climb to the top, starting with this Pound Cake,