Whenever I do my hair

I do it with my mothers and my brothers

And my sisters, aunties, uncles

And my cousins and all my loved ones.

Probably why

I find it difficult

To ask anyone for something

Everybody got me

And I got me; can't really ask for nothin

If I want it, I get it

Don't waste no time doing nothing

Come on, Come on

We don't waste time doing nothing

I get my grit

From my mother

Who died jumping off

Slave ships and peace

From my auntie who was lulled to sleep

With that jazz

Being played from above her home

In basement.

I'd still be dropping them tabs

If my uncles didn't save me

Peyote every month ain't

Nothing to acid for three days

Maybe I'd

Be dropping yo' ass

But the chill that gave

Got me thinking

Got me rapping again

Got me thinking, got me rapping again

Yeah, got me thinking

Got me rapping again

Got me thinking, got me rapping again

I'm used to all of my heroes seeing me in awe at their murals

I promised world and some islands

Why I'm so focused and violet, 'cause

I ain't make it that far

Probably why

I'm stressing my teachers

I'm still aligning that arch

And I love all your opinions, 'cause we are right to a fault

Why I won't take you out of your context

judge you on your process,

and talk trash behind your back, 'cause

Really I'm astonished

The woes you woke, the wars you fought to keep

Your life in balance are valid

And I'm challenged by that

I love you

I remember thinking everyone needs LSD to live life full

Spike the punch & spike the lunch, see what a trip would do

I was 22, maybe 21, with shit to prove

The toughest blunt, the toughest front was it was shrooms

Can't make this up, the acid too

All are one and all is you

All of this and all of that, made you look and take it back

What's this life and what's it worth

Did you know that once you got time, it takes time to understand time

So once you got time, you're still wasting Time

While I remain cognizant of my highest sense,

Been the highest since choosing grand mastery over cash

And acknowledgments

I've been dope

Time to come in with what I came for

Aim high, study up 'til that thang blow

I say though

How's it feel to accomplish everything you aged for

Whenever I do my hair

I do it with my mothers and my brothers

And my sisters, aunties, uncles

And my cousins and all my loved ones

Probably why

I find it difficult

To ask anyone for something

Everybody got me

And I got me; can't really ask for nothin

If I want it, I get it

Don't waste no time doing nothing

Come on, Come on

We don't waste time doing nothing

I get my grit

From my mother

Who died jumping off

Slave ships and peace

From my auntie who was lulled to sleep

With that jazz

Being played from above her home

In basement

I'd still be dropping them tabs

If my uncles didn't save me

Peyote every month ain't

Nothing to acid for three days

Maybe I'd

Be dropping yo' ass

But the chill that gave

Got me thinking

Got me rapping again

Got me thinking, got me rapping again

Yeah, got me thinking

Got me rapping again

Got me thinking, got me rapping again