Can't Hear You

Maybe it’s because I’m focused
Other people used to think I’m hopeless
Now, bitches got me feeling dry about their soak-bit
Maybe it’s because I want to poke it then hit the road
Kid, I can’t let you win, the door isn’t open
I refused to be pulled under
I used to fall dick over tit when I was younger, fell victim to the hunger
Now, I’m a new man, that doesn’t give a fuck if you believe me
So you can Wonder just like Stevie
Cause the world’s bigger than a slim figure, dick licker
Man, the dream’s thicker, feel free to join me if you get the picture
Cause I just wanna have fun and burn zoogies, join the gang for the night and
get a hoodie
See people that know me will tell you I’m a nice guy, but I heard they finished
last so now I’m tryna keep a tight mind
If you don’t see me, trust me, I ain’t disappearing
I’m just persevering because (I can’t hear you!)
Yo, the phone’s goin' off again, ain’t writin' raps like I’ve lost my pen
Got a million numbers, not a lot of friends
And ex-women tryin' to get themself into the heads of men
I silence the call cause (I can’t hear you!)
And I give a thanks for the criticism, the people that told the truth that
didn’t think I’d listen, well the truth is I didn’t
Just over time it was released like a man in prison
Just had a face that said (I can’t hear you!)
Learn to grow like an adolescent
Learn to fight when at times you wish you had a weapon
Learn to get straight back up when you lose your steppin'
Learn to ignore ignorant perceptions and say
(I can’t hear you!)
But that’s all very well, I’ll keep fightin' battles whilst my head’s caught in
spells
Followin' heards of cattle, tryna break free and excel
My cage get’s rattled by some sounds being jailed so
(I can’t hear you!)
And I heard a few whispers in the background
But where I’m at, I don’t watch my back in smack town
Say it to my face if you think I’m really whack now
Nah, didn’t think so, you’re just chatting cause you’re that proud,
but (I can’t hear you!)
I meditate with my eyes closed, smoking weed that packs a nice stone
Call an emcee out, then visit cause his wife’s home
In the right zone, don’t care for the hate
The statement I’ll make is, I can’t hear you (I can’t hear you!)