Slow

[Verse 1] Fuck school I been writin so many essays it’s like my hand is East L.A And all these hoes wanna kick it with the best so I’m feelin so Pele So sensei, so please don’t upset me I don’t got patience for lames that’s all cocky He don’t walkie talkie, a bitch, all he do copy Told me one step at a time, well I must be Rocky Cause I’m sprintin to the top and ain't nobody that can stop me So long as he’s not me You woulda thought I slowed down, right? [Verse 2] I slowed down for a minute but I’m back to administer this crack through your stereo Or jack this scenario is that I’m on a quest for what’s true I ain't tryin hear your tips, I’m just waitin on my cue to break in Ain’t here to make friends, nah I also ain't here to make ends, see this where fake ends So you can call me a hater but you can't compare a writer to a copy and paster The government’s a liar, that’s a fact The media’s a liar, that’s a fact So what do we have left if we keep lyin on these tracks? I’d have doubt over a rap before I’d have died up in Iraq Why train if you just idle on the track? I’d rather be an idol on a track Even though my passions evaded me I done did a 180 See I was on the road to greatness now I’m fightin complacency But I keep turnin til my fire keep burnin Fuck deterrents cause my future isn’t pre-determined Keep learnin, speech slurrin from whiskey I keep yearnin for cheap cures and none of em can defeat these burdens Hang in the league you’re in so don’t get me pissed I’m tryna create my own reality Visualize it and mitigate the brutality that we accept casually then create a platform for the truth to unravel We all blinded and I’m a victim too Chances are I only see a little more than you And if you’re like me, we just a little more than fools So I guess it’s up to us to belittle all the rules [Hook] I’ll slow down I’ll slow down But I ain’t stoppin