Picasso with the flow
I paint a picture that shows a thousand pain
The stitches I never show
These bitches they wanna blow my saxophone
But they don't know how to leave their cellularphone
And so
I televised what the civilised been waiting for
I don't advise, I suggest a better life to go
I compromise with the info that I never know
These are the reasons why they don't want me to blow
So, just do me
Imma keep doing me
No matter what they say
What matter is what's true to me
So, do you G'ga
Just do you
No matter what they say
What matter is what's true
I pour the Henny for my pain
Insane, I feel the rain
Shit been the same but now times get hard
Time for me to get smart but the game has changed
I'm like Cobain with no cocaine, my time is not up
You only call friends but me I call the shots for my needs
Finally free from abusing weed
Family tree and greed was never part of me
I speak faithfully, now many bitches wanna lay with me
How did he do it?
Inside they wanna say to me
I thank you Lord, my parents yea they pray for me
They laid down the things I should do
The things I should know, and at times I'm feeling blue
The clue was to do what I'm supposed to do
As a human, a slave, a brother, a son too
Not reluctant to be brave ,never aim for number two
Not the same like Sheikh Muzafar I'm going straight for the moon
But first, I needed patience
Determination, no hesitation will lead to celebration
After that congratulation upon my graduation
I hope you people understand what I'm tryna sayin' man
