Why not? Is there something about him I missed?
Ain't there more to you?
Don't it ever get boring to you?
I realize deep down
You a coward getting high off of power
Fucc it, more to you...saw through you
And it made me ashamed that I played the game
Not for more money like Damon Wayans
Wanted the respect but it came with fame
I just wanted love but this ain't the same
I took a train down memory lane
And watched little Jermaine do his thang
Before he made a name
It's like Sony signed Basquiat
He gave it all he got
And now the nucca don't paint the same
Damn...I guess he can't complain...
All the money that be raining in
Spent a hundred thou for the chain again
Thinking old school nuccas like Dana Dane
Probably kill for another claim to fame
My brain the same, yeah nucca
At least he ain't insane...
At least he ain't insane
You ain't crazy muthafucca
You're just afraid of change...hey
That's new...maybe that's true
But listen here, I got a bigger fear
Of one day that I become you
And I become lost and I become heartless
And numb from all the menages
Just one bytch don't feel the same no more
And Henny don't really kill the pain no more
Now I'm Cobain with a shotgun aimed at my brain cuz I can't maintain no more...
Tad bit extreme, I know
Money can't save your soul
But there go you
But do you Breh