Average Man (Make It Out)

Man I hate the fact that cause I ain't a singing nigga
Then people don't respect the craft
I been perfecting this
Since I was a little man
Understand
I'm in this thing 'till death do us part
Every song on the tape coming straight from the heart
All the pictures that I paint without a brush is my art
Each word illuminates the narrow path in the dark
Writing bar after bar after bar after ba- okay you get the gist
Listen and don't forget
I play this game to win
I don't see any other life in which I do not spit
In which I am not rich
In which I said I quit
It's impossible, improbable it's ridiculous
But keep, listening
I got a
lot to share
I've had a lotta time to ponder
My music and where
I am taking it
I know people will hate the kid
That is facts
Inside you there's a diamond but they telling you it's glass
And I know people wondering, "This nigga got 20 tracks
On the tape? That's too many"
But if you study the greats then you'll know that twenty ain't plenty
My first real project, man I had to give you every
Thing that i could
I poured my soul on this bitch just to make sure that it's good
And I hope, man I hope, man I hope that it's good
Nah I know, man I know, man I know that it's good
I'm not looking for validation just tryna be understood
I reiterate now and I'll reiterate later
I'm a rapper, why you think I'm all about getting this paper?
Swift with the shits, Wiz when I kid, call me Taylor
Bring the heat in this bitch, when I meet a liquid, it turn to vapor
"They feeling the vapors"
She playing hard to get, but baby I'll never chase yeh
The game too saturated, and frankly I am annoyed
Cause there are too many emcees failing to fill the fucking void
I'm just tryna make it out, make it out , make it out
OOOUUU
Make it out
AHHHHH
Make it out
AYYEEEE
And I'm just tryna make it out, make it out , make it out
OOOUUU
Make it out
AHHHHH
Make it out
AYYEEEE
And if you see me on the TV know that
That's a short-term goal for a long-term plan
Ain't no secret to the grind, my mindset just differs from the average man
I didn't want to add a second verse
Cause I've made about 7 different versions
Of the same damn intro
Kept running into walls, so I threw 'em out the window
But my phone was on shuffle, and 'Dr. Whoever' played
Amine said it best, intros ain't meant to be cool
They meant for me and you
To understand my truth
So that's exactly what I'ma do
Without expressing too much of that which is on the tape
I wish that I didn't care what people had to say
I wish opinions from strangers didn't take me out of my ways
I wish I could use that line without 'em saying I'm tryna be Drake
I feel enslaved to the world
I want what it offers
I crave the devil's pearls
Social media got me thinking that my life ain't enough
And sometimes I wanna run away with a requitted love
Leave it all behind
Becoming one with the one is my meaning of life
Angel and demon on my shoulders giving me advice
I believe in the angel but, at the dead of the night
In my bed
I come to find
I been picking the devil's side
I ain't proud of it
Momma told me I'ma be the greatest but ain't around for it
It's cool though, I'll just cry about it
Before I sleep
Maybe in my dreams she's, okay let's not get too deep
But, man I got these dreams
They
Lie behind this door, and I'm fiending for the keys
They
Within my reach
I
I just got to reach
The
More I try the more I fail but the closer they seem
Its tingling my testes
The fact I'm from Malawi just makes it harder for me
Cause this country ain't the type to want an artist to succeed
So I'm changing the whole narrative to make it a better read
I'm pleading, please cut my records, and see the passion that they bleed
I'm just tryna make it out, make it out , make it out
OOOUUU
Make it out
AHHHHH
Make it out
AYYEEEE
And I'm just tryna make it out, make it out , make it out
OOOUUU
Make it out
AHHHHH
Make it out
AYYEEEE
And if you see me on the TV know that
That's a short-term goal for a long-term plan
Ain't no secret to the grind, my mindset just differs from the average man