Wag the Dog

[Verse 1]
I’m thinking back to a better day
When I used to meditate
And my hair was on wave
Used to go to NFA, I was at CAS
Almost lost my life, damn I feel blessed
I was always the type to chase a moving dress
Pick up lines with their own bench press
Mortal Kombat take your heart out your chest
Capricorn with that scorpion vibe
She was talking on the block with no where to hide
Hurt little always fighting in the streets
Thank God I grabbed the mic before I grabbed the heat
Or else I would of turned COW-wards to ground beef

[Chorus]
Rapping say they hard, I guess it’s relative
Livin’ out the rap sheets of their relatives
Damn I’m overrated, so repetitive
Speaking on their rap songs
So eloquent
So eloquent
So eloquent
So eloquent
So eloquent
So so so eloquent
So eloquent
So, so eloquent
So eloquent

Let the beat breathe
Bring it back

[Verse 2]
Where do you go when the pain hits
I seen people laid out on the main strip
Walkin’ to school with my main grip
Nine-years-old, steppin’ over bodies
Neighbors wavin’ with their hands on a shottie
Fake smiling, no real emotion
No position to start coping
Just find a shortie, start eloping
Brownsville to Downsville
New York, New York
Gentrifies get shot, turned into pork
Cut all the whining, turned into corks
Rough around the edges, turned into sports
Rap game wasn’t about fame
What’s therapeutic about niggas movin caine?
Was diluted, then it turned into crack with the frame
Now we got catchy melodies like crack for the brain

[Chorus]
Rapping say they hard, I guess it’s relative
Living out the rap sheets of their relatives
Damn I’m overrated, so repetitive
Speaking on their rap songs
So eloquent
So eloquent
So eloquent
So eloquent
So eloquent
It’s so eloquent

We got another one
Yeah
Yo let it breathe
Let the beat breathe
Yeah
That’s that 90’s feel
That’s that 90’s feel
Whoo
Bring it back

[Verse 3]
I’m at home in the friend zone
With the peace sign like a benzo
No touchbacks in the end zone
But a still run away, gotta bounce, tryna score
Till he in the black
Like my skintone
That’s the way that it is when you play the game
Everything is not gonna be the same
Part time dad sitting in the stands
Couldn’t walk a mile in my cleats
Tryna be a man
I wanna be a man
I wanna be a man

I wake up every morning on a mission
Tryin’ to understand a lens and a vision
But my 2020 got me wishin
That I had a bigger pot to piss in
If you ain’t talkin’ money, I can’t even listen
(What’d you say?)
Because the bills so loud they
Makin the gas smell like we in the kitchen
And if I had that loud gas
And I was raised different
I probably be be workin’ in the kitchen
But I’m fishing
Teach a man how to fish and he can feed his whole family
My father showed me the rod when he was learning how to swim
Now I’m catching fish with my hands in the deep end
Not much room for interpersonal relationships
Patriarch got the matriarch on the merchant ships
Selling her dreams to the captain
In the end like the Indians
Left manhattan
Now here I am like a minuteman
With the fairer skin
Like The British are cumming
Like The British are coming
Like The British are cumming
If you get it then you get it, if not
It wasn’t for you
But I live it and I wrote it and I spit it and
I know it’s true
I know it’s true
Some people love love when they adore you, but
Some people leave when they can’t understand you
Some people love love when they adore you, but
Some people leave when they can’t understand you