When You've Got Music

Dear music I would like to say thank you

Cause I was down in the trenches and then you came through

I was thinking FAFSA, you chill me out and ill me out

Inspiration big picture you could capture

I could do that so I focus as if I just had a dosage

Dr. Dre Xxplosive so the people gotta notice

I double my kick game, I’m not new to stunts

I be taking harpoons, hope I don’t get new to blunts

So I chill, music said Chidera you have a deal

Now my shit is leaking everywhere just like the oil spill

Boy it’s real, I assure you that he’s urgent

Cause nothing in this lifetime is really ever certain

Freestyle middle school if only it was that simple

College yeah we made it, faded behind them black windows

Car drive full of smoke, yeah we blowing off steams

I spit the Paul Pierce, and never change teams

When you’re feeling down and alone

You should be thinking back that you got music

Where you go

You should shake it back when the beat is alright

It’s alright

Yeah, I said musically, upper level that is where we soona be

Please take off your jewelry, that’s time foolery

Robinhood, my success is good for the community

Fell in love with samples from diplomatic immunity

And now I used to shit the eat is just a spoon to me

Funny how the shit could get different, it all humors me

Back in the day with no beats, I would have no room to spaz

Know how to budget the paper, now that’s consumer math

If they told them that I spit they would sooner laugh

Alexander McQueen, specials that Puma has

I never feel down, this game has it’s high points

Vibing in the studio, prerequisite five joints

Sonically they had to tell him I’m a hedgehog

It’s Mr. Everything-I-spit-will-make-your-head-nod

I think we back up on the track like let’s jump

And we be Rapping in Arenas, that’s the next blog

When you’re feeling down and alone

You should be thinking back that you got music

Where you go

You should shake it back when the beat is alright

It’s alright