8-18-14 (The Summer Breakdown)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] You want me on the same shit I spilled Koolaid on Tell me what debts I had billed you payed on With that safe 9-to-5 job you stayed on Paid off that laptop you hide behind to hate online And just sit there and wait on reactions to comments To rain on my parade that I made on mine Feeling validated? Judging my self worth 'cause yours ain't calibrated? Then bitch, go 'head debate on No wonder I'm relating more to those I used to hate on When I began to doubt transitioning to standing out So Far Gone from fake shit to Take Care of your needs Your point of viеw got no dough for the proceeds But donated hatred, free from passion For thosе who take actions You don't take to make shit happen [Verse 2] I'm at Guitar Center Shaking the hands of fan Being introduced to his friend Like I'm the man with a plan Yet, he don't understand why I'm looking so defeated Trying to sell my Rhodes for cash 'cause I need it For moving out of state, can't believe it He said, "I hate to dig but I thought you made it big" "Why leave it?" I told him ain't no money in the bank for being known He said, "I understand. I'ma leave you alone" And walked off, stopped a moment Then came back a little choked up Like I was when Tip and Phife broke up He said, "You know what? It just hurts so much" "To see an inspiration leave town beat down" So many lives you affected Just know that you're loved and respected [Verse 3] You don't know the half Why I'm always trying to get a laugh I probably need it more than you do 'Cause all I do is doubt shit, I need an outlet I can't just listen to the music like I used to 'Cause being a producer means you choose to Sacrifice the bliss of not knowing what a song's got going Think about it