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[Intro: Damone Tyrell] Tryna come from a place of like, transparency and honesty. Just saying what's on my mind y'know whatever is readily available at the time. And that rhymes of course. Check! [Verse 1: Damone Tyrell] Finally back to a place where I'm feeling focused Middle of January with no jacket, the coldest It's March Madness trying to decrease sadness Finding more comfort inside my wife, her walls padded Same thing every year once life changes it's All-Madden Friends disappear reappear, it's all magic We ain't never switched between channels that's all static Imagine a flu and you study hard that's all class sick (classic), look It took a minute to make it here on this journey Niggas claim fresh to death while I roll through in a gurney Hurt, when I was putting in work you took advantage And sandwiched your dedication between excuses and hating And looking at every nigga like you the one they related with I love when I rap like this, I call it Drake'n I pour all my emotions out, my heart is vacant They ask other niggas about me like I was faking You gotta check for validation Fuck your credentials, your retweets and your likes are popping Enjoy your rental cause how long can you keep it up? You almost over the hill but it ain't steep enough See I was judging with no gavel But imagine if you travel to a battle with the calvary and cattle On a horse without a saddle You come to realize you are living in a shadow And tryna be unique was nothing more than a hassle, I swear [Interlude: Damone Tyrell] Yea. I just gotta, gotta get it all out man y'now? Check! [Verse 2: Damone Tyrell] I called my dad and told that nigga I needed to see him more Having a kid is crazy but lately it's mi amor Thinking about my momma and how she evaded drama Selling drugs or be dead it was either that or I take my heritage to heart but I don't know that much Could use ancestry.com but I don't trust that stuff I'd rather have them tell me like it is So I can do the right thing and educate my kids Like why my mother had to take me from my family? She thought Atlanta would probably make a man of me And it did but I still was a kid who felt so out of place and I still do What doesn't make you stronger could kill you Like why the fuck it had to be me without a father Some niggas will fuck your momma and still don't wanna be bothered But my dad was different He was there like he wasn't missing Since I'm older I know those weren't his intentions We been through this Too many black sons I thought I was the only one when I was growing Showing my ignorance and never knowing But slowly it started to settle in This balance was missing from little Big Wheels we peddling From niggas dealing with crazy baby bearers Ain't no lady scarier than one who holds your child against you for a minor issue Instead of raising tissue you should raise a pistol And bust a shot for every father that they raise a fist to