[Prologue]
Ls
Cutback Season
You see, so many things in life be hurdles, roadblocks
In the way of where you're tryna get to
But on the other hand...
You're at the editor's desk
You're the captain of your own ship
Fighting against the currents
Fighting against the wave
Tryna weather the storms
But you have the power to control what you keep
And what you remove
So I'm cutting back
Cutting off all the fat
And cutting me some slack
[Verse]
See, I've been held back
I need to move forward
To get these desires of mine before I recline
And fall asleep for a good time
No guarantees of a next life
Feeling lethargic
And I've grown allergic to all this bullshit
Accustomed to the naysayers
All of the doubt in the world couldn't' hold me back for shit
They think we can't do it legit, well, I'm MC Hammer, bitch
They think it's a game and I couldn't finish it
But playing Assassin's Creed II taught me different
And so I'm never gonna give you up, 'cause I'm persistent
That's you, dreams – I'm talking to you
To H-U-D, son, I'm still walking because of you
Now, daddy's gonna run, daddy's gonna drive
Might crash, might fall, but all in all, I stand tall
And daddy didn't achieve his hoop dreams
But I'm gonna ball – that's for sure
At 27, soon 28, I look in the mirror and say
"I know who you are"
Trauma didn't break you, and neither did the heartbreak
Though it couldn't mistake you
Neither did all the lies and the deceit
The racists, the judgmental people
Who only looked through the peephole
To be nosey and provide criticism
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