Soulstice 2

[Verse 1]
This ain't a letter like the first part
Far as my body of work, I'd probably prefer you'd just call it a birth mark
Got crooked teeth, but my shirt's starched and looking clean
So fuck a book or street, I'm earth-smart
I had to slow it up for those that couldn't work hard
Enough to catch it without crashing out like they were Earnhardt
Yeah I gave my debut away without a surcharge
Had to drop a classic before the day that my hearse parked
So for now I'm still sweating off these economic aspects
Like I'm eating rappers, but not eating off of rap yet
I still kick it even if I'm kneeling on my last leg
But love ain't enough for you to keep an honest man fed
I feel like I been living in between the lines of scrimmage
Cause peace of mind ain't something that they teach in my religion
Well, I guess I got a Sabbath to recover
But lately I been looking up and asking for another

[Spoken]
See, I just got back from... British Isles
Gave me a new perspective on things, so
This how I feel

[Verse 2]
Bless the breeze, I felt hotter than Santa Fe
Bombarded by gamma rays in bottles of Tanqueray
Fine, y'all sit on the couch, get lost in a Madden game
While opportunity knocks like saints of a latter day
I got my father's green eyes to see the outside world
So it's funny that they tugged me toward a brown eyed girl
I'm growing out my curls and letting my beard go
A rock star but far from a guitar hero
If my fingers were faster, maybe I'd have been a Billy Joel
C'mon son, now really, who you kidding Soul?
Cause I assess my regrets and how I missed my goals
If I had a simple flow, I'd probably be on Interscope
I promised y'all the moment you downloaded my record and
I swear to never break that vow for an executive
Ease up, this ain't no showdown or reckoning
Just thought this would be a nice time for checking in