Heart To Heart

[Intro] And you may not think that I care for you When you know down inside I really do (X.O. think he all that) And it's— Uh Nigga had come up to me and was like, "Bro with all the shit goin' on, how you ain't gon' give us nothin'?" Yeah [Verse] Look, the other night, I had a heart-to-heart Just me and myself and all my darkest thoughts Unfamiliar, lookin' at myself like, "Damn, we hardly talk" I guard the pain, shit is hard to get inside as Harvard law To make a song, I ain't have to have to drive like cars and park 'Cause honestly, I'm nervous all my thoughts been awful harsh I probably advise you point your gun right at a officer's heart And film it so the world can watch his children and a father part I know it's wrong, ain't prayed in weeks, been feelin' far from God I've been kinda righteous all my life and all I got was scars People I done really helped the most, I swear they all was fraud Now reality is hittin' they ass, I'm like, "Don't call me, dog" I'm far from rich, last week I went march for peace Feelin' like a clown as I walk around from false beliefs 'Cause honestly, I think the pigs forever wanna kill us here Once you drop some ink inside that water, it's never gettin' clear It's societies and a bunch of shit that we ain't gettin' here As long as we beggin' for acceptance, we losin' How could be equal when they wrote that Constitution 'Round the same time we slaves, gettin' beaten 'til we ruined? Yeah, please check me though if I ain't touchin' facts It's niggas 'round here huggin' on these cops and I can't fuck with that I'm more Nat Turner than house nigga, so just trust he strapped A day gon' soon come when niggas fed up and start bustin' back Black women get slain then we neglectin' Wonder in them last seconds did Breonna feel protected? They risked they lives for us but when reverse, we disconnected Just some shit been on my mind, we gotta check it, real talk So tonight, I had a heart-to-heart Just me and the mic and all my darkest thoughts Fuck Trump, we hurtin', this cracker threaten us with martial law Corona got the world goin' broke, it's like we all at war Rich, still ballin', the hoods gentrified New vaccines here in the nick of time I would be shock if that shit there was a genocide But fuck, I know, I'm just a rap nigga spittin' rhymes I got my own problems Beefin' with my baby mama, Instagram Lives and all them fake personas