Fall

[Intro]
Gotta keep it real, you know?
Yeah

[Verse]
Wade told me to speak on it, so let me speak
And if G’s making the beats, then let it breathe
They saying J left, but I'm taking a rain check
Ain't writing no disses to him, it don't make sense
You should pray for a brother, who's strayed to the gutter
Oh, beef is hot like some steak in an oven
You get a lot of views and clicks, man I'm getting used to it
Every other show, here’s the dialogue I usually get
You seen J’s page S.O.? What do you think about what he says S.O.?
Why don't let the beast out the cage S.O.? And tell everybody’s that he's deranged S.O.?
Leave me out, won't take the easy route
You ain't drawing me in easily, that ain't what we about to be honest or where we need to be
Cause when I heard, I ain't go to Twitter
I examined myself like I'm supposed to then I prayed to the Lord like keep me, Lord keep me
I don't wanna play someone, I'm not like Keke
Cause outside of the grace of the God that’s reached me
There goes I, going over the yellow line
Ain't talking some sideline smack, this is my town facts
Ripples that are felt all over in my town
That's way bigger than I, praise God I'm still here fighting evil inside
I realize the same sword they knight you with, they gon' good night you with
Deep sizes, I'm writing this
Mama taught me lessons and yeah they're still enlightening
But that can't take the pain or even fight it yeah
These pain killers don't kill pain
I was trying to wait and stay still, but I still stayed
I feel shamed but knowing my bills paid mean I don't trust in myself but God's real grace
I'm still screaming it, for those who don't and do believe in it
These rappers posting like they heathenists, yeah
But pride comes before the fall, that's the common law
And man's flaw is to think that he's above it all
G throw the ball, watch me run with it
I'm done wishin', got these hands to the plough and the water, I'm on fishin'
Got a girl in the city, she pretty, I'm Stan Smithin'
And she offer me more, still the only one who gets it
But, back to these raps though
They ain't half loaf
Actin' anti-social but never hit with a ASBO
Started off local but now the kid international
Call me revolutionary, Castro
Look at all the things that we amass
Easy for them to be to be a master and a mass
Take a trip back to the past, yeah
I was with Nicholas in a class tellin' the kids, "There's more to life, have a vision and a path"
Serene prolly bumpin' this hit out in his whip
Shola may be playing this tune out in the 6
Ashley may be playing this tune out in the A
And Frank may be playing this too out in LA
Elder Road to the globe
Never rolled in a Rolls, but I'm known to The Ghost
If you know then you know
Gotta handle the Scripture, these rappers holding a toast
Keep a mind for the listener, I know many who don't
You can brag about the money and ice, man I'm sure
But sometimes those who have less still have more
And sometimes those who are blessed with pastures
Ain't got a lot of money, yet they have joy
Took a trip to the village and saw happiness
Then I came back to The West and I saw what happened when
White-washed tombs and prisons are so immaculate
But the insides are dirty, homie you catchin' it
Must I explain to you? I hope not
I am not on the soapbox, Mr. Robot
I'm just tryin' to show you roadblocks and some cold spots
So that you won't get hit by the same old rocks
Don't fall but rise, that's what I mean

[Outro]
Can't even do this man