I feel like someone (Logic) finally gets me or understands me once again:
Ten years driven in the game with the brights on
Ten years I murdered your ears when the mic’s on
Ten years hit after hit, I got the sights on
Ten years on Def Jam, I kept the lights on
Wanna know why I retired? ‘Cause I was uninspired
All up in your face with somе s**t you can’t avoid
Everything that I could rap about, already said it
I’d rather give you these melodies
Kill the game so many times it’s no longer a felony
Do what you used to do and do it over and over
How ’bout you suck my d**k and accept it’s over?
This a new chapter
Used to be addicted to likes by the likes of people I ain’t even liked
Feel like people more connected with s**t that’s not what rap’s about, so I mapped out
but the industry too cutthroat
They less focused on the talent and more focused on the upvotes
I open up about my feelings, they call me a f**got
I’d rather fail trying something new than doing the same s**t every day
F**k you
Bars I like:
Logic bringin’ boom bap back, this s**t is the resurgency
Yo, you are walking hand-in-hand with a real one
I’m tryna slice open my veins just to feel somethin’
Spill my blood on the page, blood on the leaves
Blood flowing down my arm from the heart on my sleeve