Morse Code Tone Youth (Ft. Mick Jenkins, Robb James & T$oko)

[Verse 1]

See I remember
Being 21 with no ambition
My mama said "get it crakin' boy"
Spend your life livin' in the trenches and ditches
Doing someones dishes, livin' someone elses
Dream
So I thought I gotta put in work till my days are over, preach

See my life is at the fork-roads, trouble from the popo
Court dates, more shows, juggle university and more flows
Stacked it on my plate like I need more those, more clothes
Grindin' never slept, I need some rеst bro

But life never waiting on no man
Put mysеlf in front of the mic-stand
And wrote down my life as I saw it
And screwed out my soul to my close fans
Drive myself insane on occasion
I screamed and I yelled to the heavens does anyone hear me I'm needing some guidance, wait up
But I put in heavy work on the weekends
Late night killing myself I'm trying to reach it
Drugged out visions are pourin' out of speakers
And jumpin' on stage use your mind like a preacher
The road never gets less hard you just learn from mistakes in the past
And I never regret anything this far
If I didn't experience it I would have never got this far
MY GOD