Black Decks

[Verse]
Do you love me, or do I need to love myself more?
I was looking for happiness, but I found the backdoor
Dreamt of the money, cars and a couple of rap tours
I never wanted to be famous, just wanted to rap more
To tell my story to the world in a bundle of metaphors

When I was eight, I was never told that I was great
You beautiful - words to which that I could not relate
Just a chubby little nigga, had some issues on my plate
I was dreaming of a time where we would live without the stress

Huh, fresh breath I could recognise I was blessed
Life was never defined by the many things that we lacked
Shit, in grade 3 we was living life in a shack
But I could never complain, that's the common picture of black
See momma would always hustle for these insufficient racks

While I was sleeping on the couch, I developed a fear for rats
Never thought that I was cool, but the hommies would give me daps
And at the tender age of 12 I started scripting these raps

Moved to a better place
More blessings was the case
This the part of my Life that I hope I never erase
A couple people relate to the struggles that took place
The size of mustard seed is enough to produce to produce faith
And here I stand as a man and a product of God's grace

[Hook]
I just wanna vibe with my niggers
Chase all my dreams , stay alive with my niggers
We rise, we fall - but we always get up Bro
(Repeat)