Blackout Lyrics

I done put so much work in this

Still it's okay that they don't appreciate the value of my services

That's what happens when you ain't in it for promotional purposes

It's amazing

Most of the love you show will never get reciprocated

That's just how the game goes

It's not that you running into a bunch of them who saying no

It just ain't no

Acknowledgment

You only fit the esthetic when you're sharing one of their posts

They won't

Even tap the heart

Such an important

Organ

They treat it like it's foreign

Cupid shaking his head

Lucky we don't need reassurance

When we performing

This shit so easy and they can't even keep up

I ain't even fit in with my crew

They were just the only ones who embraced me

And ironically the only ones who challenged me

I was working overtime cause we were so different I had to deal with the fact that it simply wasn't enough to just let the talent speak

Been to shows

Not to build

Just to show that those other rappers were not for real

Seen a lot of gas

But they were popping still

Had to salute them for that

Not the skill

That's why I was never tripping

About never getting

The recognition

I had to check conditions

Far as I could see

Either their lenses were blurred and they needed fresh prescription

Or they just ain't have objective vision

How could I blame them

For me to stay reluctant

I could only admire that they were brave enough to face the judgment

Confidence was so bittersweet

I would hate to love it

Cause it wasn't something that I was raised enough with

Couldn't imagine just popping up to the game

Without practicing and expect to have the answer

Not the game

I'm in the gym like I'm facing elimination

They should expect me to have the candor to tell them we're not the same

Earned every flower

Every L was a lesson

Writing helped with depression

Ain't even know that I had it

First album was supposed to be titled Therapy

That's my Simpson bag

Years later looking back at myself and reflecting

Did I predict it or manifest it

Or are they one in the same

Is it just karma for everyone that I shamed

Or am I just a product of the conversation of mental health

Reaching the mainstream and this is just something to blame

When I'm struggling

It's days when getting out of bed just to be tough again

Is suffering

It's people going through it even worse

And don't even know it

And if they do they were taught that it would be weak to show it

Especially men

Cause what's happening

In the masculine

Chapter of the societal bible

That's a sin

I'd have to understand Morse code

When I'm tapping in

With my folk

I'd accept an accident

Stumbling into confession is healthier than quietly unraveling

I don't wanna wake up to the news of another tragic end

Dying from it

Living through it

It's a losing

Battle either way

People say

If you give into to it

That's the easy way

And I would never

But I get the rules in

All of this

People like to pick and choose and

Ease away from the fight if they ain't got the leverage

To guarantee the win and then exclude it

Like it's never happened when they see an extreme case

Self-righteous

They disillusioned

It's a privilege

To know nothing bout it but add opinions to it

This is venting music

I don't expect to be supported by folk who like to pretend in music

Ever since the beginning

I been putting my life right in the music

And I got the nice pen in music

Ever since the beginning

I been putting my life right in the music

And I got the nice pen in music

Brim