Musings from a Coffee Shop

[Intro]
Yo

[Verse 1]
If Mansa Musa was a nigga why does poverty rule us?
Why do white kids hit a crisis then they gotta be shooters?
Why our bodies need the molly just to try to be cooler?
And why we move with a facade if we know God can see through us?

Commonly seeking out comedy so cries can be fewer
Persistent pressure never shows you what the pride can be to us
They castrate our confidence until we finally neutered
Cause if they never cage the bird they can’t methodically mute us

I planted seeds to see my future as the botany grew up
Branching out around this universe that promised me mula
Invisibility’s a myth to me the optics elude us
I’m writing wishing this enlightenment had got to me sooner

If my pockets stocky why I rush to shop at these jewelers?
When half my hood is still the hood and needs economy boosters
Why this bullish dude that used to run my block he a loser?
And Henny’s trash I need a wine cooler it’s honestly smoother my nigga

[Hook]
These my musings out the coffee shop
I just be cooling I don’t talk a lot
I been living out my days in rewind
Now I got a bunch of change on my mind
So I just wrote about it
Cause these my musings out the coffee shop
Truthfully I just be cooling I don’t talk a lot
I been living out my days in rewind
Now I got a bunch of change on my mind
So I just wrote about it

[Verse 2]
Back on my cocky shit
Craft my apparatus to attack what’s at the top and shit
My back is to the block and brick, my prime’s Optimus
I’m finding guys is non operative
They sponsor chicks that I’m too honest with
Y’all better stop the shit, why?

How many of our parents marriages lasted?
How many ran with a passion?
How many ancillary bandits told you you’d never advance
So go and stand with the masses?
And why do niggas think they manly cause they brandish a magnum?

As if they boutta write some magnum opus every time that magnum opens
Lapse in focus shows me half these cats ain’t even half devoted
Molding tracks that’s magic going savage till my back is broken
All my raps is artifacts I paint it pure as Jackson pollock

They ain’t really see my vision, them niggas just had a quota
Pulling puppet strings I play the game of every past controller
Hold a map then trash it it’s no going back I have to own it
Laughing cracking jokes about the Sphinxes when they had their noses
Classic

[Hook 2]
Cause these my musings out the coffee shop
I just be cooling I don’t talk a lot
I been living out my days in rewind
Now I got a bunch of change on my mind
So I just wrote about it
These my musings out the coffee shop
Truthfully I just be cooling I don’t talk a lot
I been living out my days in rewind
Now I got a bunch of change on my mind
So I just wrote about it