Old You vs Young You

from Toxic Hotep by 607

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They want a thought provoking message
If simple shit don't move em then they prolly disconnected
And won't have no effect on my project when they reject it
I thought when I got outta the projects I'd be accepted
The lyrical police want my development arrested
To freeze me in time and thaw me out when shit get hectic
I read between the lines, put they favor in perspective
My music is a tool; they wanna use it as a weapon

To denigrate the kids who I cherish and encourage
To say exactly what come to they mind and don't be worried
The mumblin is a language that can't be appropriated You'll never understand if all of your effort go to hatin

We know you grew up on that Kanye West and Many Men
But niggas in they 20s ain't gone rap like 2010
The stories done evolved, so have the subject matter
I got the same talent, all I did was switch the pattern

They actin like Drive wasn't a muthafuckin classic
Stead of videos each song had a interview
With a politician and influenced the election
Hid the metaphors in plain sight bitch I been the truth

Year before I dropped a soundtrack and movie
Tellin real hood stories not no average ass goofy
Kingpin fairy tale all niggas don't trap
We filled up the theater yo ass wasn't at

In 2017 I made a tape with all youngins
Good to the great, unknown to up and comin
And paid em for they work cuz I'm investing in the future While you stuck off in the past mad cuz you missin somethin

Parents heard our music and I remember they faces
Thought we was gone grow up to be murderers and rapists
Like we livin lyrics out and quotin em verbatim
But if that was the case, they marriages woulda made it

And I know it's a few who smilin cuz they daddy stayed
But they don't know the secrets they mama took to her grave
She figured out the plot, all bones need joints
Cuz holdin this together is the mothafuckin point

What would old you say to young you?
Do old you still got a soul?
Remember young you grew up po
Old you say the game to be sold not told

Would old you speak to young you?
Remember young you was a troll
Old you is one tragedy from po
I guess it's cuz the game to be sold not told

Word on the street i fell off
So called fans in they feelins
Now who dick you fell on?
How many niggas I got to tell off?
How many gems I got to buss down, for you to give a fuck now?
Bitch I'm still a have-not
This rap shit ain't no team sport, I ain't yo fuckin mascot
I can't assume it's like that I ain't tryna fake
Quiet ass fans be the loudest when it's time to hate
When it's time to ride; nothin but empty promise by my side
All these albums is like kids we made; I gotta explain the lies

Look me in my eyes junior; I'm just as surprised as you
Told us they was here for life, they fell off the more you grew
Even though I made you in they image; nursed you back to health
Had to watch the love diminish, maybe they just hate theyself

Maybe they ashamed of you; might do not like who I am
Maybe that's the reason they won't put you on they Instagram
Put you on a dusty list to argue bout wit all they peers
If the people only knew, they ain't spoke to you in years

Even though you spoke to them, they didn't come to yo events
Missin at yo graduations, all the time and bread we spent
Tryna look like we a unit, after while I deaded that
Now you got some StepFans, and they want they family back

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from Toxic Hotep, released November 1, 2020

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