Black Hole - Locksmith

Let me speak from the heart

Let me breathe through the art

Let me put it in perspective

When I first started off

Every rap they would scoff

They would mock every word I projected

Now they memory is getting kind of foggy

See me doing shows every night, that’s a body

Spend more time on the road than I do in my home

House shoes in them hotel lobbies

I don’t give a fuck about the dress code

Policy what they call the front desk for

Probably leave with a whole mixtape that I wrote in my room

The boxspring from the bed soundproof was groom?

In the process when I process what is fed

Another black hole looming over my head

One look to the past is a step that I lose

To a future so bright you could taste the lead

See, I know the journey is bigger than me

I will not submit to this industry

I write my songs from a genuine place

If that makes you uncomfortable, fuck you just leave

They manufacture our art with no soul

Look in their faces, a desolate hole

Long as I’m breathing, I keep making music

I cannot create under corporate control

You a slave to the playlist

All you do is make songs that are tasteless

For a label and a boss that is faceless, face it

Nigga you a pawn you don’t say shit

If they ask you to sing, you gon' say what song

Looking for your bread, they gon' say move along

I was once blind, now I see it so clear

Now a nigga net worth moving up every year, yeah

I been focused on my grind

I don’t really give a fuck what they say about me

I been on this up incline

I bet it all on myself what that say about me

If you understand me, then you understand grief

Then you understand pain of the now

I was in the mist of a mystery, miss me, with the mystique

You a G nigga, how

I get more bitches and don’t even try

I’m just myself I’m a regular guy

You nigga’s coddle and squabble for women

Your nostrils are bending how can you deny

Why would I even be eager to enter or entertain people who blatantly lie

Rap is a vessel, I tell 'em god bless you

If I can’t be me, then I’d rather just die

I just take the vision of my mind, make it legible

Ever since I started rapping, I’ve been counting decimals

Let 'em keep pretending I’m extending what I’m feeling like a blanket over

everything I did that’s impeccable

Let 'em talk shit about a player, I’ma know

Let talk down on what I do, I’ma show

Up in your news feed, with a bunch of new heat

Real motherfuckers can relate to the flow

You a slave to your timeline

All you do is talk shit from the sideline

No talent so you tried to define mine

No money so you try hard to find mine

If they ask you to sing, you gon' say what song

Looking for your break, they gon' say move along

I was once deaf, now I hear it so clear

Now a nigga net worth moving up every year, yeah