The Heart's Boom Bap

Man, I kinda feel that… like…
Whenever we talk it’s like…
We only speak about the things that depress us…
(They don’t make good memories)
If things are gonna be depressing, anyway…
Why not speak about whatever it is that…
Makes you happy? (Happy)
As the night turns to day
I’m sitting here awake —
Reading all this uni stuff just so that I get paid
But it seems a little selfish; put my passion on a hold
Cause writing rhymes and making beats
'the only reasons I’ve a home, you see —
Things fell apart, not socially but in my heart
Cause my mum had to depart
She’s now at peace so I do art!
I guess it helps me stay sane
Helps me get through all the pain
Helps me get up off my bed so I can go and have a day
And maybe see the sunset but the new one like before
When I came up out my shell they said I’m no longer a bore
Ain’t it sore to have a change? To look back and have regret?
I wanna be up in Phuket, flown there on the private jet!
But instead I’m having these battles
Of the mental and the emotional
Drive to make beats or nightmarish memoirs of the social;
When I was about 16, hung up with the wrong crowd
Fucking up, my mum was sick, high horse — it pulled me down
When I faced the harsh truth of mortality of man
Of the limits, finite living of the biologics, fam!
Yo, I really can’t be scared of another human I’m used to
Being on the edge, I’m already in the future!
I’m already in the future!
Yeah, it’s like (it's like)…
No one can hurt me!
No one disturbs me!
Is it so wrong of one to know
That my empathy is gone and so…
I don’t wanna care about all the random news
Cause all it is is just the blues…
So now you…
Woke up to the powers that be! (Check!)
Happening around you, you want what you see!
When in fact this kind of lack in decision making’s irritating!
Just cause I feel amazing as the things around me became
The kind of ideas that were born in my brain
Playing all these melodies as raw as they came!
Fuck the fame and the brain of a groupie at the game
Yo I need to make some pay so my fam will be okay, I
Need to reject
The fuckshit, you bet
That it won’t see me as I hop on 3G
And place a skype call to my friend in Accra
And then I catch my flight, got no time for «bla bla!»
Said it’s «haha!» when you typing on the screen
Then get caught in real life and things are not just as they seem
Cause you be on the streets
Or in traffic, in the seat of that care you' paying debt for
Who must now collect your
Humanity and dignity? The bank making decisions!
So now, with much precision, you manoeuvre through the mission!
One time, one time, one time, let’s go!
Is it so wrong of you to know
That my empathy is gone and so…
I don’t wanna care about all the random news
Cause all it is is just the blues…