[MUSIC PLAYING]
[INAUDIBLE]
(RAPPING) I'm back here again.
Who in the world would have thought?
Contrary, doing it different.
I'm genuinely concerned about the shit I earn but never got.
I fought hard, and it's rarely there.
I'm genuinely concerned.
Will I always be there?
I'm genuinely concerned, if the past indicates the future.
I'm genuinely concerned.
Will it ever get better?
They told me I should be patient,
but that comes with a price to pay.
And that's a feeling of your desires being washed away.
Kind of don't know what action I should take.
It doesn't help that so much is at stake.
That's why I'm so worried, but I ain't worried about these
critics, because I'mma send my army of fans to show them this
is serious, with some plans.
Hate all you want, because so many people would just
agree with this statement, which states that I shouldn't
continue this journey.
On the flip side, I'll be watching
the world go by as I work towards something
that may be a lie.
My future is so uncertain because I pulled back
the curtain, and all I see is a question mark.
Aggressive, like John Clark, as I
try to keep my concentration on the here and now situation.
I'm genuinely concerned about the shit I earned but never
got.
I fought hard, and it's rarely there.
I'm genuinely concerned.
Will I always be there?
I'm genuinely concerned, if the past indicates the future.
I'm genuinely concerned.
Will it ever get better?
I know what's best for me, but I can't control
what they do or say to me.
I'm concerned for my mental safety.
I had to pay a price I couldn't afford.
Felt like an entire horde going against me.
All aboard.
I'm concerned about how I'll do and things
that go through that turned out to be new.
I hope I'll be covered through the toughness that shows itself
like roughness.
I can't meet other people's expectations.
Self-fulfilling prophecy.
Now, my after party-- this ain't about Bacardi.
This is something bigger than that shit
because I'll be surrounded by nothing except shadows.
And I can't even go to my bros.
It's not because of them.
It's just the kid.
It is what it is, and I did what I did.
Now I have to live with the consequences that
have an unclear root cause.
Got to go all in like Santa Claus.
I'm genuinely concerned about the shit I earned but never
got.
I fought hard, and it's rarely there.
I'm genuinely concerned.
Will I always be there?
I'm genuinely concerned, if the past indicates the future.
I'm genuinely concerned.
Will it ever get better?
I need to find something that's comforting enough to pull me
out of the state of anxiety.
And I can't believe that something internal led to me.
[INAUDIBLE] on an amazing opportunity.
I kind of can't tell what's wrong with making
sure everything is going right.
When I do that, it seems like I'm in a negative light.
And sometimes, I can't even tell if I'm going
about some shit the right way.
I don't want this opportunity to slip away
because it could be what I've been missing,
in times like this where I just want to hear the good news
and not the news that makes me feel
abused and somewhat confused.
I get so jealous and left out.
Like, damn, I want the same kind of clout.