Herbert Hoover

You always find me in the ville like Herbert Hoover

I step out in Air Force 1s, Presidential manoeuvre

I’m the New Deal, call me FDR

And I don’t need to rap about all these German cars

I write bangers for myself to release my emotion

The music’s there as a cover under all the commotion

Vying for a promotion, searching for a job I don’t want

Have to start again and again as a debutant

Trapped in the cycle I didn’t wanna be, guess that’s why Dave wrote Picture me

We all want a larger purpose in this life we’re given

That’s why so many people’s stay hidden

Well not me, fuck that I’m coming up

Showing you I’ve got it wrapped, more bars than a cell

But sometimes it feels like I’m caged in my mind

There’s so much bottled up inside, open the bottle, let the liquid spill

Probably why with everything I do, it’s overkill

Asked to change my style and become more marketable

But I got into this shit to evade being a workman’s tool

Saw a man shed a teardrop after a massive attack

I am the verbal general, all of these spitters are whack

Bars come like mnemonics, I’m iconic, Jaden Smith

Give me another reason why everyone’s feeling the kid

This is a joke of a verse

Gonna put bare rappers in a hearse

It’s an all star ting when I come up on the track and I start to converse

Bars got more of a punch than Joshua and Klitschko

Now I’m under the deluded impressions the music’s gonna make me rich though

Got a few questions for the government

Why’s it black on black crime all the time

You can’t chat about this shit fam you’re white

Please stop talking, you don’t know me and you don’t know what I’m like

I see injustice I fight for it, Life we’ve all got a right to it

I’m a cultured man, I’ve seen why a man I know might join a gang

You can be right at the door, ready to enter and kicked down on the floor

Nobody cares, nobody saw

Apparently I’m too raw, soy periodista, I document what I see and what I saw

When it comes to the bars, race doesn’t matter

It’s only when you’re trying to make it up the ladder that you hear the chitter-chatter

I’m so hot, I’m about to reach foreign heights (Fahrenheit)

When the pen touches the paper you know it’s about to ignite

Why is it when I look at the news all I see is death and sadness, so much madness

And not only that, all this unsocial media, steers materialism, makes the population greedier

Expectations are set that can’t be attained, like expectation for England to win the World Cup again and again

You see people living lives that put yours to shame

A depressed generation of people emerge, they’re not to blame

Remember in this façade, there’s truths and reality

Don’t allow the internet to become your actuality

I could’ve rapped about money and women, but they’d just be more things I’d be chasing from the beginning

That’s why I travel and set my sights high, you’re given one life

Don’t allow it to be wasted on a lie