Black Cloud

[Intro] Nothing stays the same forever Not even me Uh, uh Check this, check It [Verse 1] Something must’ve changed me, niggas might defame me But things that used to taint me, no longer seem to restrain me Strangely I’m no longer sad, mad or angry Shame-ably it pains me, feeling like it just ain’t me Mainly what do I tell all the people that thank me Namely those who ordain me, aside from can you blame me Motivation the "Game" was supplying me it's no longer providing me Jason Williams something killed whatever was driving me Worrying less about the past more about the now Less about what I’m going through more about the how It’s for certain spent 30 years being fit for hurdling Now I’m a different person with nothin' to overcome and I miss the burden For certain, got 6 figures in my sock drawer And honestly this year I expect to make a lot more It’s hard to live without a budget when life is corrupted In a house that's so peaceful that I’m trying to disrupt it Scream fuck it not because I have to but because I love it Which makes me as fake as the puppets that I speak of disgusted Without a paddle up shit’s creek Dig deep and see it ain’t life it’s just me So be warned as I’m putting on like I’m reformed Only so y’all can accept it as being my norm Maybe I quit working on me, maybe I given up Maybe I been lying to myself maybe I give a fuck [Hook] It’s enough to make you black out, pull a Mac out Aim it at the sky while I’m running from the black cloud Every day we playing cat-and-mouse As I watch it hovering over my glass house It’s enough to make you spazz out, pull a Mac out Aim it at the sky while I’m running from a black cloud Tired enough for me to pass out, tired of running from the black cloud [Verse 2] I say it loud hoping someone can hear me clearly Trying to make my girl get it she don’t know that it’s very scary But she’s a nympho she can be barely near me She still want the God in her, think she Mary Mary The prettiest bitches just want to service me While niggas' prettiest bitches wouldn’t get a word from me Some of you haven’t heard from me, some of you wouldn’t mind murking me Find that news funny likes its straight from Ron Burgundy These niggas ain’t never seen dough They can dream though I bump into ‘em in between shows People say I'm Emo, what that really mean though Is though the song can’t breathe I actually make it seem so I lost loved ones because they couldn’t deal with me Cherish whoever still with me though the merit's been killed in me Normally it’s just me and my lonely mind Everyone storm is different so this forecast is only mine Fans recognize my misery uplifted me Shifted me to my epitome, guess the curse is a gift to me Maybe its serendipity, maybe it’s weighing on me physically Maybe I should man up and tell God not to solicit me Been medicated, meditated, sedated, hated Character assassinated, all theses years I masqueraded Hard headed, if it was on my mind I had to say it Tongue on the devil’s pitchfork to see how disaster tasted Rap is fabricated, rappers are so exaggerated Wouldn’t be scared of the truth if they weren’t castrated Grab a mag, spray it, surrounded by people that shoot it before me That'll unconditionally love my beautiful ugly Now lemme speak to who I cater to Would you love me the same if all my weeks were not favorable Promised to maintain being unique but relate-able All while suffering from a disease that can do away with you Poetry on the beat, spoken-word for the masses Therapy over Pro-Tools, every word is on acid Consonants on Kush, every vowel is blunted Highly wanted this whole organization privately funded This is bigger than the Eiffle, this is alert the public Had coppers bar our tunnels and our bridges with the rifles Sentences meant to stifle, this is a man aching This is the dam breaking, contraband in the making This is panic unveiling, got potential but I never met it He be trying to come over, it seem like God won’t let it Either he never got my invite or he just dismissed it But if all I’m hearing are the sounds of blackness, why am I pessimistic? You’ll never progress if you’ll never try All I ask, let every word I birth, never die My wings spread, but when I met the sky Weather didn’t change like I thought and had me petrified [Hook] It’s enough to make you black out, pull a Mac out Aim it at the sky while I’m running from the black cloud Every day we playing cat-and-mouse As I watch it hovering over my glass house It’s enough to make you spazz out, pull a Mac out Aim it at the sky while I’m running from a black cloud Tired enough for me to pass out, tired of running from the black cloud