304A

Tell me what I need to know
Tell me what I need to know
Does it ever get better?
Tell me for I need to know
Tell me what I need to know
Does it ever get better?

Promised you I'll be Sirius, that number one star
Instead I've been mysterious, brighter in the light
Shunned the dark
Still none of what I've been through is new under the sun, so far
The Script is written I'm just running through my part
Everything i know, I’m realising I was taught
Half the time by people I’m finding it harder trust
I’m returning my intelligence on a chopping block
Couldn’t afford to stick with that malice till the casket drops
Life like a movie that would never flop
Fed up with spooning my dreams away with the wrong dose
The big smile and the demeanour that you see me sport
It ain't for free and you definitely don't wanna know the cost
You asked what is it with rappers and terrible past?
There I confessed it that our troubles will transcend the past
If history lessons are still anything to go by
You were just playing a part and you were about to learn fast
You threw the towel in, I waved it like a white flag
And prayed a better man picks you up like Moses staff
In retrospect, we took a chance on a last laugh
But the mouthes serve a deeper a purpose when they both crash
Like the banana farmer jumping on a dingy boat
To sell bracelets on a beach 1000s miles from home
Imagination's kosher but reality's flawed
304A will give me shelter when your tears flood

Tell her what she needs to know
Tell her what she needs to know
That it only gets better
Once you make it to the bottom
Tell me for I need to know
Tell me what I need to know
Does it ever get better?
Coz I’m heading for the bottom

I'm getting funny looks on the bus now
I wonder if they’re seeing through my cross now
Carried it since I turned 12 in a new town
Trying to find my feet like I’m wearing mum’s night gown
Look in my eyes when you say it so I know
But I was shorter than most so I got overlooked
Natural cause, who to cancel when it’s no one's fault
Finished the books before i noticed it was all cooked
Starting over by force, it wasn’t my choice
Fear of sounding dumb like a bell made me lose my voice
Hunger striking in the morning coz the money hates us
And i still keep it close to my heart like pacemakers
I thank the maker for striking me with my humble nature
Breaking bread with my oppressors brought me back to Hesus
Ye complex, left my body when I went West
No compass, couldn’t tell you what i do best
I plan on running out of bars before I try the rest
Unless it’s raising my own, which is probably next
Next time I find the energy to mend a heart
The seasons have broken mine, so its similar I attract
I’m better when you love me through the eyes to my art
The beasts is kept inside, safe, Noah’s ark
Maybe you gon’ be the end of them, Arya Stark
And put your ARC through my chest Tony-style

Tell her what she needs to know
Tell her what she needs to know
That it only gets better
Once you make it to the bottom
Tell me for I need to know
Tell me what I need to know
Does it ever get better?
Coz I’m heading for the bottom