Legacy

[Production] [Intro] You - you make the day seem right And make the darkness bright That's what you do [Verse 1] I noticed a lot of you only rapping for the sake of rapping But I take my time to craft my rhymes so they can make things happen A culture shifter, supposed to lift ya, straight out your conditions That’s depending if you really open up your mind to listen A higher calling than talking about how much I'm balling And trying to prove that I’m the best of all has got me yawning It sound so small when these larger issues are haunting And artists used to tackle those but now all I can see is flaunting Rappers apathetic, that’s probably why they rap pathetic But it’s just a waste of time to argue some will never get it For them it’s all about the shine when they spit a rhyme And never give a thought about the healing of these broken minds I guess it’s just a sign of the times that we living in When decadence becomes a culture that’s all that they valuing But they can do them, it’s really just my observation I carve my own path to navigate through all the devastation [Chorus](x2) Sometimes I wonder 'bout my legacy And if I was to die today would anyone remember me? Would they play my songs? Or would they hum the melody? Or would they share my thoughts across the world for everyone to see? [Verse 2] This could be my final album, anytime my death could come From out of nowhere, unexpected, eternal rested, dead and done What impression have I left them? Did I inspire anyone? Could I provoke someone to think beyond where they had started from? Did I promote intolerance? Or hatred with a violent wit? Will someone credit me for their degree they earned with scholarships? Will anyone acknowledge it? Or feel the need to play my songs? Dissecting every single bar to prove that what I said was wrong? Will I be seen as monstrous with an image that’s preposterous And music only fit to be the sound of some obnoxious twit? Would enemies remember me as the father of sin? Will fans in their nostalgia see me better than I’ve ever been? Or will they claim malevolence then seek to have my songs erased? Or will someone pick up the torch from me to carry in my place? Don’t want my kids to face my shadow that they can’t escape Just like an anchor wrapped around their waist that drowns them from the weight [Chorus](x2) Sometimes I wonder 'bout my legacy And if I was to die today would anyone remember me? Would they play my songs? Or would they hum the melody? Or would they share my thoughts across the world for everyone to see?