M. Spoon - Conscious Topics

They want me rappin' bout more conscious topics
And less obnoxious shit isn't it so obvious
I'm not a novice, kid
I've seen a couple tricks
Can read between the lines I was on a scholarship
But I know hicks doin' blurred lines like Robin Thicke
Brothas squeezin' grips to protect they family kin on some real shit
Only shot a gun one time that's it
Palm sweatin' on the handle fucked up the grip
Shouldn't even really be here almost really crashed the whip
I'm on my thankful shit
Cuz we was too lit
At the strip, almost fell in love threw half a brick on some chick that I never met before
In Quarantine got in touch with spirituals
Now I'm throwin' up miracles
Working so much, extra critical
My left is saying finish ya cereal
Hope one day to see the pinnacle, uh
They want me rappin' 'bout more conscious topics
And less obnoxious shit isn't it so obvious
I'm not a novice, kid
I've seen a couple tricks
Can read between the lines I was on a scholarship
But I know hicks doin' blurred lines like Robin Thicke
Brothas squeezin' grips to protect they family kin on some real shit
Only shot a gun one time that's it palm sweatin' on the handle fucked up the grip
Shouldn't even really be here almost really crashed the whip
I'm on my thankful shit
Cuz we was too lit at the strip
Almost fell in love threw half a brick on some chick that I never met before
In Quarantine got in touch with spirituals
Now I'm workin so hard extra fuckin' critical, fuck
Finish your cereal
Hope one day to see the pinnacle

Written by:
Marcus Witherspoon

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