My Complexion

It was once a boy who had big dreams to be on top of the scene Began to lose a couple niggas off his team He was always the median Start to see the commas but he never put mean in it You probably ain't catching that you just be hearing it Living with his momma she would always believe in him Sent the boy to schools they would never be teaching shit Everything he learned was from personal experience Like how to use these words to finesse the bands Circle getting smaller realize he don't need no friends Looked up to his father work as hard as Jesus hands Would never go to church on Sunday now he preach to them Having all these girl problems they would get to him Making all these sad songs hoping they may turn to hits Homies always like Nigga when you gone forget the bitch? Going through it all the time found out what commitment is Sticking to it no matter what Through the thick and thin He would do almost anything just to get some cake Momma ain't accept all the choices he would make Cant expect him to learn if he don't make mistakes Felt like he wasn't doing enough to make it Dealing with problems within he would never say shit If they asked what's wrong he'd avoid conversation There for anybody who needed accommodation Might as well not talk to him if there's no compensation Looked up to Kanye, he tried to imitate him Occupation wasn't doing it, he got impatient So he started painting With his words creating As he put forth the effort shit just got to changing Hoes started fainting Trying to get acquainted Rolling papers back to back help him stay creative His girl always call accusing him lose concentration Like he had to choose between the two he in the matrix Now she feel the salt I think that she's Himalayan Never went to malls the nigga was always chasing The money stacked it all until he just felt like wasting Which was never You got a better chance catching ice in hell with some iceberg lettuce But you know he popping flee if he arrived at settings They be jumping in they seats when they peep my complexion I mean his complexion I almost slipped Wonder if your ears listen did you catch me He would always make you think to test your comprehension Niggas knew that he was different he's a common legend Never let it boost his head was never condescending Thought about moving bricks like he playing live in Tetris But he knew that wasn't for him so he went another route He would be all in the forums just to bring some knowledge out Trapped himself inside his room He ain't do no popping out Niggas always asked what's to him He ain't care about no clout Had to figure out a plan to get out his momma house Making sure his sister good cause she is a momma now If you couldn't guess it yes that means he is a uncle wow Get to thinking back when they was youngins out here wilding out Watching orange cassette tapes sitting back at grandparents house Rugrats up in Paris yea them niggas had them cracking smiles Can't forget them Disney Channel hits some favorites in the crowd Doing anything to get a penny make his family proud All he want to do is grow and at the end he give a bow He gone always try to fight and no he'll never throw the towel But know that this is the end of this little story just for now You should also know that it ain't the last Cause he gone stick around