Truth Is

They introduced her to the world
Used to watch her unfurl
She a lil like belief
But she elusive and more thorough
She was my muse
Always told me make it hard for ‘em
Said "When you spot a weak rapper
Set the bar for ‘em keep some bars for ‘em
What is fire? Spit Mars for em curtains up
Industry puppets and play guitar for ‘em with
The same strings that they dancin’ on"
Tend to see more
So I got an advantage on all these
Blind mice in the rat race
Let America castrate just to
Get their cash straight
It’s been a while since her and
Radio had their last date
She’ll love any orientation long
As your facts straight
I wouldn’t recommend crossin’ her, no
Though she might throw you some cheeks
If you an optimist though
She told me "Set ‘em free"
She told me "Bring it to the booth"
It’s been too long since y’all seen her
I want y’all to meet The Truth, for real

"I’m glad you said that, cause I am
Like, I’m so focused on what needs to be
Said and what needs to be heard
Excludin’ what the industry standards
Want you to do you know
I’ve sat down with folks and we’ve sat
Down and looked at myself and said, ‘Ok
What are you gonna be about?
What are you sayin’?"

Lately I’m not inspired
It seems greatness is not required
Of these people we admire
We just relyin’ on liars
So how shallow is the waves we surf is?
But beyond surface we don’t inquire
We just purchase some attire and then throw
It on the web like you Charlotte
Meanwhile the pigs in the cut
Waitin to start shit
More innocents slain and most my peers can’t
See past the mass privilege made
It’s harder to critique the makin
Of decisions from pain
That context make us uncomfortable
Why the fuck are all
These concepts so unconfrontable?
A wise man told me you
Could have the best hands
But ain’t a single man
Who’s alive that’s unjumpable
That’s America, ain’t it?
No such thing as fair ones
Uncle Sam jumpin’ in soon as
You throw your hands up
Tellin you to man up
But afraid of true empowerment
Guess that’s why we confuse
Manhood with coward shit
I was never really in it to be out of
It but I done shook hands with the devil
He got a power grip
Quick to send dudes up top
The ultimate power trip
See a rose in the concrete and deflower it
Shit, I just wanna tell the truth
I just wanna, I just wanna tell the truth
I just wanna tell the truth
I just wanna tell the truth
I just wanna, I just wanna tell the truth

See, it’s style over substance
No wonder we divided
Ironically these problems multiplyin
Like look at all
This state-sanctioned violence
See the cops is with the shit's too
From Michael Brown to Freddie Gray
Color still the issue
Them petty little beefs
By comparison miniscule
Steal the spotlight and influence dudes
Man, all this lavish lifestyle talk
It ain't applyin’ to me
With all these ghost writers
Don’t even know who’s lyin to me
Yo I swear I ain't tryin’ to preach
This ain’t no sermon but I’m watchin
College loans turn thinkers
Indentured servants
I ain’t tryin’ be that person dude
I’m tryin perpetuate that real that my
Tv seem so allergic to
Shit, my pen precision is surgical
My verbal moves’ll murder dudes
Careers they’ll have
To search for clues they’ll never find
But see
I ain’t concerned with ooohs and aaahs
I’m more worried if you and I
Will ever learn the truth