Can I Vent (Pt. 2)

This life can take the soul out a nigga Way before the Lord take the soul out your figure I ain’t even talking about a Saint turned sinner But lately all these loses I been coppin got me bitter I Lost my grandpapa last year and I miss him He never got to see the job that limited my visits, I should’ve called Damnit I should’ve called For all that he knows I was struggling musician I don’t believe in superstitions or the tricks of a magician But when Im making beats in solitude I hear a whisper Dwan, please don’t take yo time for granted Stop sweating the small things And make them easy to manage But see sometimes I get panic attacks And I hyper ventilate till I almost collapse I try to take a walk but then my thoughts go manic And don’t tell me to smoke weed cuz that’s increases the panic After his funeral I listened to Curren$y, Sade Jill Scott and Kendrick Lamar I even sent a text to Mr. Kendrick Lamar and I thanked him for the music that he pen’d from his heart He said 'sorry for your loss, but bro keep strong, you got a heavenly advantage with your papa in the stars……' I was a zombie for the following the weeks A workaholic roaming in a hallway of beats Looking for love on a one way street I thank God for anybody that gave me something to eat If it wasn’t for my girlfriend, friends, or my mama I’d be lost up in this whirlwind of drama And I see ya’ll on my timeline talking about Obama Like if you was in the office you could solve every problem Occupying shit, ya’ll occupying nada but them damn Concords For your Facebook albums When I wrote Sinbad I was broke as Noa’s Jason mask Turned my insecurities to everybody’s favorite laugh Ha, but that laughing stop when video drop and I took cheez-it bath Naw nigga, don’t ask me shit Don’t ask me to explain you just see it Black and White They said my video look like 'Yonkers' Man yall niggas bonkers……or maybe you dont see the sacrifice My vision goes blurry at the computer at night But I type & I type till that shit looks right You think my campaign a scream for attention? I dream to rock a stage where Hip Hop is 1 religion A ploy just to annoy Murs twitter for a mention? You niggas trippin This is my callin, this my destiny This my therapy like Grandpop here with me I hope he seeing me and smiling proudly And playing Dominoes with Brezell Allen…