Give me space I'll blast through it like a rocket
Lace the beat, I'll swoop in, beat it and rock it
Tryna pave my way, take centre stage and rock it
Words from a sage, "eyes on the road, it's rough and rocky"
Yeah, gone for a while but I'm back here
Most of y'all quite prolly don't even care
But I'll still do it anyway, put my self doubt in the rear
Man, a lot of shit done changed, got me feeling so last year
Still trying to find creative ways to tell my story
Few fears I can't shake off me
Being a failure and later regretting mistakes
Niggas be snakes telling you watch out for the snakes
Sucker for pretty women with their natural hair on
And you a killer with the headwrap on
But look at me, pathetic nigga
Man I suck pretty damn well at building up a rapport
Habits to which I'm still prone
Bingeing seasons of Friends only when I'm feeling alone
It always hits home, Chandler feeling he'll be alone
Cos I'm stuck in these walls and living inside my phone
Imperfection, that one size fits all shoe
All the shit you heard about me, prolly all true
I'll admit it, I have double standards, we all do
But I'll just speak for myself before I'm hit with the "you-and-who"s


Feels like a long road ahead
It's been a long time coming
Time no dey
Man for do then get some bread
Hoping all of our dreams will surely amount to something
Nɛ èwɔe woabɛ hey
Nɛ mèwɔe o hã wo nu ƒo gɛ
Nɔvi kpɔ tɔwo gbɔ
Nɛ ebɛ yawɔe ko nawɔe
Mègbɛ ŋgɔgbɛ
Afɔ bɛ yee nyɛ azɔli
Ta mazɔe kplɛ kutrikuku kpakplɛ dzigbɔɖi


Thinking the music was the focus
And all the other stuff the bonus
But nah I dey slack, be like I for post more pictures
Or come up with a scandal or something to get my views up
I painted pictures of an invisible man
'Least that was the plan, see I thought I had it figured out but
Hey, I had to draw back and sit back
And they said I lost my halo and riding on devil's back
So they pounce on every ounce of my pronouncements
That as per diction of mine I'm on expedition
To perdition, and that I was thrill seeking
But whatever man, I'm back on my feet, after soul searching
Conversations with the uncle
He's stuck with the bottle, man we talked about his struggles
But still going strong and always rising from the rubble
Said for him to still be here with us is some next level miracle
His remorse, clearly visible
Like fuck it if I could rewind the clock and undo some decisions
My words wouldn't be circling around you
See all I'm trying to say is don't you let the liquor drown you
Still learning to speak out more
Not embarrassed to embrace what I am and what I'm not
Not embarrassed to celebrate all of the small stuff cos bro
We pɛ we know what we dey come from