Today

[Verse: Henrold]
I'm a public figure now, don't know I how big I can be
I realize that all my shit's open for everyone to see
I put my heart and soul for y'all to judge, and laugh, and to scream
But this shit still pulls me in like a tractor beam, heh
Anyway, I don't know
I got some good friends, they make shit too, we rap and we joke
But now my family's findin' out what I do on the low
And when they ask me bout it, I just say no, I won't show you
It's not like I'm sayin' anything personal, though
I just wanna keep my shit between my friends and my bros
I mean, I know they'd be supportive, I don't know
There's somethin' in me that wants to hide all these tracks and thesе poems
And these instrumеntals I put hours of my life into
The internet decides my fate, algorithms I've been through
January to May, May to fuckin' whenever
I know I got dedication, been workin' on this forever, uh
I know a dude with connections, he wants to hook me up
Sendin' my shit to cool-ass people, man this feels made-up
But I don't know if I'm ready to see what happens when the people in the industry see my beats and my rappin'
I'd keep my current circle, no goin' back on my people
I'm just nervous bout what's next, it's uncertain what I will become
Am I just gonna be the same, but with more clout in the game?
Or do I never make it, not even fifteen seconds of fame
I got too much to do, shit I've put off for a while
I know that whenever I do this shit, it gives me a smile
But when I got like five things people depend on me for
I start thinkin' bout what would happen if I walked out the door
Do I go back on this passion I've known since I was a kid?
Time wasted, really, is that the shit that I did?
I'ma keep movin' forward, I don't know where this will take me
But I know I won't let this world break me, cause
I've come a long way since my first shit
This that "I been workin' towards this since my birth" shit
Six years I been makin' hot tracks
But this is my best effort, least it's far from my worst shit
MacBook made so many masterpieces, anyone who says it isn't needs to give a valid reason
Cause I rap and I self produce, don't get it confused, if I said it it's true, I'm the fuckin' crown ruler, uh
I'd like to thank all the features on the songs, tell 'em keep movin' along, keep reachin' for the stars
We're all talented as fuck, so you better keep an eye
Or we'll leave you all behind when we touch the fuckin' sky
This the best feelin' in the world
I made this shit, it's mine
And I'm only fifteen, so I'm still not in my prime
Don't take this moment away, this is my opus, I'll say
Fuck the rest, it's October today
Bitch