Looking For

[Verse 1] The genesis of exodus, a chemist with the penmanship No prejudice, a menace, even Pegasus is a nemesis This for the kid on the bus with broken beats Spoke from me, a broken plea to benefit the benevolent A sedative for your dome, absorb and play it In a city known for shitty poems and glorification Cause, dude, don't act soft Invest in a vest, it'd be best to thug, but really a quest for love is the root of our black thoughts See, dad taught; the sourest fruit grew from flowers and roots of power But power can devour your crew, in an hour or two You'll be cowered in a shower over powder and shoes Cause, believe me, look outside you can't ignore Everyone's on base, four more to the scoreboard The death toll so large but so low key Climb on top of the pile, I bet you can see Asgard Homie, cope with me, you ain't gotta learn shit I'm just tryna burn this, homie, just smoke with me We'll roast quickly, roll slow motion through cold cities Another east coast rapper dead, it's no biggie [Hook 1] So homie what you looking for? Every person has purpose so what you looking for? We can only have so much time We fucked around and got lost in our minds, can we make it home? So homie what you looking for? Every person has purpose so what you looking for? I can only have so much time I fucked around and got lost in my mind [Verse 2] Listening to Outkast on my cd player My cousin noticed, said he'd see me later He brought me over some tapes, said 'Yo, Nicky Play these, they crazy, I don't know if you'll like the Jay-Z but you might dig the flavor' After that, Eminem and Illmatic I put them in my closet, believe me, I still have it One time when you came over with your girl before We was singing the chorus, the world is yours The world is yours, young blood, its what the music had taught me Up north, thats rare, teens doing blues and doing hommies Who were you to drive me solely to this art form Through the dark storm kept my heart warm, you and you only And homie, you died at nineteen, drunk driving misplanned And now I'm nineteen, I finally understand Was it supposed to be you? Time passing, mind asking how I'm bout to fuck around and be older than you I think over you, is why I'm writing this page Truth is I wouldn't do this music without the sight of those tapes Eyes glistening again No joke, cuz, I'm the only one who gets choked up listening to Kim Memories steady be dripping from the pen Scrapbook thoughts lost from sipping on the hen I dropped an EP, I wonder what you would say Its been a minute since we kicked it, but we will one day, I know [Hook 2] So homie what you looking for Every person has purpose so what you looking for We can only have so much time We fucked around and got lost in our minds, can we make it home? So homie what you looking for Every person has purpose so what you looking for I can only have so much time I fucked around and got lost in my mind, can I make it home?