This song is about using hip hop, especially rapping and writing rhymes, to distract you from life’s ills and transport you to another universe.
(Verse 1)
This what I do huh, rap for a livin'
I’m out to get ‘til it’s cash stacked to the ceiling
What I’m revealing’ is, I’m top billin'
When hip hop is illin' this is lyrical penicillin
I think I’m feelin' that after pinnacle feelin'
I’m ready and willin' to kill a hillbilly again
I’m still militant for all you nigga hatters
But it’s when I get creative that I feel invigorated
I could be broke, trife life, livin' in a deep hole
Evadin' the people, but these dope rhymes bring hope
This dope beats are for the days I don’t eat
The nights I don’t sleep, the winters with no heat, I shall
Proceed to get inventive and then enter the zone
That’s a long lonely road, mostly I
Write away out of my wide-awake nightmare, when
I created the hide-away it’s always a brighter day
(Chorus)
My roof is leakin' from the stormin' rain
But just let me do my thing and I won’t complain
I’ve got super human slang or you know what I’m sayin'
So stop playin' , You know what? I'ma stay in my lane
Even when the roof is leakin' from the pourin' rain
Even when the faucet drippin' drivn' me insane
I find a peaceful place so release the fang
And then it won’t stop, keep the change dues paid
(Verse 2)
Yes, I guess I like the sound of my own voice
But of course, what you think I make these songs for?
Homeboys and girls, gather round and
Listen to my poison pearls
It’s a celebration bitches, joy to the world
I love my music, that’s why I do it
It does not stop or quit, cause I’m an instrument
My pen is an implement of war
Mightier than the sword, when I write and record
It’s the fire before the riot even in the eye of the storm
Risin' up on the horizon I'ma be writin' a song
I’m doin' what I’m supposed to do
This is my rose and bloom that makes me one of a chosen few
I’m unorthodox, when I came off the top
And we run a hillbilly hop up off the block
I spit this shit to get rid of these idiots
And get it immediate, you critics can eat a dick
I done been strugglin' from the begin but
When I got a pen my adrenalin be bubblin'
Even with this black cloud hoverin' above my head
I'ma have this packed crowd buzzin' off of what I said
(Chorus)
My roof is leakin' from the stormin' rain
But just let me do my thing and I won’t complain
I’ve got super human slang or you know what I’m sayin'
So stop playin' , You know what? I'ma stay in my lane
Even when the roof is leakin' from the pourin' rain
Even when the faucet drippin' drivn' me insane
I find a peaceful place so release the fang
And then it won’t stop, keep the change dues paid
(Verse 3)
Listen up shut up, don’t interrupt
When lava begin to erupt, shit’ll get intricate
I pimp my penmanship, I got endless shit
To vent, sounding like a fuckin' degenerate
So I don’t speak my peace, at least
Unless it’s over a beat by steve
I'ma be at ease and calm
In the breeze, gatherin' my energies
I a'int no happy go lucky nigga ?Ben Vereen? MC
I a'int just whistlin' Dixie in the wind
But I a'int doin' it for nothin but for what it does within
One for the hustlin', two for the passion
The cuts and the scratchin' too much for the askin'
To feel fulfilled, battlin' uphill
I just build my skill cause I call a challenge a thrill
Coke hoes don’t dance to the beat
But when I’m rappin' I gradually become who I imagined to be
(Chorus)
My roof is leakin' from the stormin' rain
But just let me do my thing and I won’t complain
I’ve got super human slang or you know what I’m sayin'
So stop playin' , You know what? I'ma stay in my lane
Even when the roof is leakin' from the pourin' rain
Even when the faucet drippin' drivn' me insane
I find a peaceful place so release the fang
And then it won’t stop, keep the change dues paid
Rooftops & Rain was produced by Steven King.