Zoan
Without You
I could say that it’s thought injected
I could say that it’s your insecurities projected
Onto a bigger screen
For a mass audience
It’s obvious
That it’s the latter
Truth don’t matter
In the land of the ignant
Salary or pigment
It’s all superficial
Blow the whistle
Like it’s a foul
But you blew the chance
Like a date night with an owl
So complex, I am so damn deep
Peep the stories or the tweets
It’s shared
Because its your’s to keep
Hope you don’t forget this
When things get dark or bleak
I speak
Like this
To showcase
That I am definitely not
A summation of the pot
Or the scripture
See the way I treat the sisters
Before you say bro
You always chase after the hoes

And I know I know I know I know I know now more than I ever knew
And I figured all this out, without you
Now they saying look how much the damn mustard grew
I became my own man, without you


You claim it’s luck
I say it’s the trust
In the OG
Brodie
You got ways to go
Before you think you know
About this and that
Rigged and the trapped
Figs and the caps
In the midst of black
I find a gray zone
But conversing with the white
And it’s my right
To see the area
And to say
I’m no longer gonna carry ya
Boohoo
You can cry
But I’m seeing my worth
And you are unworthy
Undeserving
Of my time and affection
And it goes beyond yellow
So if I never say hello
Whose fault is that
Paul’s at bat
And I’m after him
So you can die die die
Like a Reaper
But I know what it means to be grim
Zoan the preacher
Zoan the teacher
It’s Zoan the leader bitch