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Forgive & Forget

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I'm great on stage but I'm bad on camera That's why my TikToks are very average That's why my tracks there aren't making damage That's why this whole thing is hard to manage But I know I got art, know I got something that comes from the heart Know I got light when it's scary and dark Know I got something that sets me apart I'm working on my fifth album But I really believe this is only the start I'm not seeing the rain but I really believe in me building this arc Really believe that I'm making a mark People talking with no consequence People posting with no common sense People don't want hope, they'd rather just be mad and sad And hate where it is I wish I rapped more, I wish I lapped more I wish I never dazed off and always texted them back more Now where's my passport Cause I'm taking this trip with you Taking the hits for you, taking this thing as far as it goes And then we will chat in the living room Chops to a Dilla groove, shouts to family and friends None of them rap But they get when I get it though Color it indigo, royalty in the flow I'm reaching the pinnacle and I'm hoping it's my floor Hoping it's my door Into their hearts and minds and ears Then maybe then, then, then, then, then, then, then They'll want more Sixth album, seventh album, eighth album I'm really proud of, I'm really shouting But this is how I've felt for years This is how I've spelt my tears This is where I'm best and where I'll rest And where I kill my fears There's a lot of me on this track Hello once again I've been writing these songs Forgive and forget I won't right your wrongs I train to outlast In this marathon But swing for the fences Call me Barry Bonds I might not catch my break right now But I love who I am Tryna be a real man on the real life ground Crayon in my hand I'd rather be joyful than to be profound Tryna make you understand The Son of Man is glad when you're around Everybody always mad Why make a stand when you can make a sound Real loud, lovin' life is allowed I know that's hard to hear now So tug my sleeve we'll slow down As we slowly fill in the hollow So I can wait till tomorrow