After the Internet

(A letter to Childish Gambino)

I'm trynna do it all
I'm trynna send you off
Shout out my brother Izzy
That nigga put me on

I remember bumping all your mixtapes
I told my niggas best rapper out they couldn’t prove me wrong

You proved my point

Fast forward five years a nigga got a voice
So now I’m writing this letter

Opportunities - hold up (Closes window)

I’m just trynna survive
Can’t even walk up outside
Truthfully I think my life is really on the line
That shit you said in '13
That shit you said it came true

And now I’m hiding here
Not knowing what the hell to do
I swear you warned these niggas
Ain't got the brains to listen
This shit is ugly man I couldn’t even paint a picture
They kept the world distracted
People overreacted
World War 3 now
And we just let it happen

I hope you get this letter
A reminder of when times was really truly better
Feel like you passed the torch
It's up to me to take it
I studied you for years
Man I’m just trynna make it

And this is honestly the realest shit I ever wrote
And how ironic to the realest nigga that I know
Just trynna give my flowers while your blood still flows
You changed my life and you’re the one to give the credit for

So as I come to close
We travel separate roads
It's been an honor to know you
I got some questions to throw
I'm trynna take it all further
Don't give a fuck about codes

I put this shit on my mother
I really want it the most

But how the hell I’m suppose to make it in this shit show?
When all I see is niggas trynna hit a lick though
The world is ending wish that I could do something
But I warned these niggas back in '17
They told me I was bluffing

It's crazy cause I’m dead
I know I’m bout to die
They'll probably bust it through my head
This shit is predetermined
No other way around it
Right now my house surrounded
The fuck you think that sound is
I tried to get away
Tried to find an escape

These nine songs on my iPod they fucking kept me safe
They were all a reminder
From 2017
To wake the fuck up man this shit ain't really what it seems

They made a fucking race war
They made 'em isolate more
Because the internet
The threats were everyday ignored

And now we gotta pay for it

I'm trynna keep it all together
Man this shit is vital that's why I record it

Wish I could go and warn the generation
I'd tell them put they phones down and go start a fucking Conversation
They all worried bout the racist
Countries plotting trynna take us out and won’t stop till an extinction

I hope they never forget
But hopes a word that we’ll probably never see it again

So let me ask you my friend
Please answer my friend

Man tell me what the fuck you gonna do after the internet?