The Message

[Intro]
Wish I could see through (Uh)
See deep into you (It's just my life)
And know what you're thinking now (Uh)

[Verse 1]
Hip Hop ain’t dead, it's just a certain sound missin'
Too many talkin' fashion but they certain style is missin'
I ain’t livin' in the past, I am on a right now mission
So open your ears and take a right now listen
I'm a product of the strict mother, never let me do shit
Punishments was crazy, have me on my attitude shit
Trust a nigga corny I was trying to be on some cool shit
So yeah, I was an asshole, still I'm on some rude shit
But I don’t need your sympathy, I got a good wife
A few kids, a couple dollars though I live the hood life
Pops was chasin' women, never told me how to make a livin'
So I fucked up every dollar I was given
On a fast track to elsewhere, gun shots and welfare
Snatchin' old ladies bags, what the fuck is healthcare?
I just need a little change 'cause every day I'm runnin' out
Fuck wearin' Buster Browns, the new Jordans comin' out
And fuck school, I'm with the old dudes dumbin' out
House parties, 12, kissin' girl before the summer's out
I used to want a Hummer, now I want a G6
I used to rock Phat Farm when I was on my Queens shit
First Money Pit I think I got a G to do it
2005 was the time when it was meanin' into it
The second Money Pit was dope, I made a great performance
Shout out to Self for gettin' on it made it more important
Now it's me time, Money Pit 3 time
Beginnin' of the end until I'm back again for tea time
Mama don’t dress me no more, I'm on my cool shit
Aasim The Dream, I'm what it takes to start a moment
Funny how no money got you lookin' lame, son
Then the fame come, you forget where you came from
We all want the finer things, we all strive for it
To live the lavish life, many people die for it, damn

[Outro]
Do you feel me?
Do you read me?
Tell me am I gettin' through to you
I wanna know
Are you with me?
Are you listenin'?
Baby, is my message gettin' through?
Do you feel me baby? Oh babe
'Cause I can feel you