I Hope All Is Well

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released March 9, 2018

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Track Name: Stank Lotion
[Intro]
Aye-yo-yo-yo (check, yeah, check)
Aye-yo-yo-yo (aye, check, yeah-yeah, check)
Yo-yo-yo (aye, check, yeah-yeah, check)
Aye-yo-yo, aye

[Chorus]
Play me is what you ain't gon' do
Aye we in the house, we homeschooled
We fam what you need? I got you
If you short on dough I'll spot you
Who you are now is what you gon' be
I'm young, black, gifted, and free

[Verse]
If the devil is a lie than what is god?
I started rappin' at my mommas church
See I was rockin' crowds and wettin' beds
My mama thought I'd be in special classes
You thought I was gonna say Special Ed — yo
If the devil is a lie than what is god?
I started rappin' at my mommas church
See I was rockin' crowds and wettin' beds
My mama thought I'd be in special classes
She hate when I tell people that
But you know me I gotta keep it real
I gotta make something the kids could feel
Aw shit, see I ain't even mean to rhyme
Aw damn you stole this style from Stank Lotion
No diss that's just an inside joke
But he ain't the first one to pitch his vocals
Like we never heard of Quasimoto
My outlook got everybody hopeful
Step outta line I gotta adios those
Yeah-yeah I'm back to rhymin'
Watch me body boatloads
My state of mind got me goin' loco
I disembody mofo's
My body and spirit intact, but my mind
I'm probably loco
Oh no I'm highly focused
I got my third eyelid open, aye
One of the only honest spokesmen
Plus my rhymes the dopest
You forgot I was the coldest!...oh shit
But if i'm overlooked one mo' gin
I'm finna throw fits
I'm regainin' control
Defeat when I aim for soul
Police terrorizin' us all
So stand for something or fall
I give a fuck about the law, dog
And fuck this rap shit I listen to classical, hold up
Track Name: Shoobies
[Intro]
P. Blackk! Loud as fuck say it right goddamn now!... I can't fuckin' hear you!
I need y'all to make some noise for my nigga P. Blackk one more time!
Check

[Verse 1: P. Blackk]
I was that young ashy nigga askin' girls for hugs
See now I keep some lotion on me still can't get in clubs, goddamn
I could never catch a motherfuckin' break
See I was anti-drugs now I'm doin' drugs, nigga wait
I remember growing up on section 8
Moving to the burbs man they called me nigga to my face, sheesh
I ain't do shit 'cause I was, afraid
See I been scared of the dark since the 2nd grade
See I got booed off stage one time before
I used to steal Now & Laters from the corner store
I stole my mamas necklace gave it to a girl at school quick
Cried when I got home on some "What I do?" shit
Do shit, bumpin' Ye I thought drop out of school quick
'Cause I had a PHD and that's a pretty huge dick
That's foolish, you know me 'cause of word of mouth, that's ludicrous
Now you gotta shut your mouth and motherfuckin' groove to this, just say this

[Chorus]
I won't ride the wave, wave, wave (so get your hands up out my pocket)
You fuck out my face, face, face (inaudible)
I won't ride the wave, wave, wave (so get your hands up out my pocket)
You fuck out my face, face, face (inaudible)

[Verse 2: P. Blackk]
Wait, wait, wait I was that little cousin asking "What's that? Can I play?"
"Can I have a piece?" Fuck it I would stay inside all day
A youngin' had them dreams the first to say "The fuck up out my face"
If you in my way I was young and trying to find my place now I found it
Had a bully try to send me
Go to sleep with stomachs empty
Never break but niggas bent me
Card done got declined at Wendy's
Damn, damn, damn, damn shit hit the fan, fan, fam
Everything you do we gotta do times 2 you don't understand blam
Gotta go above and beyond, yeah, I know you know what I'm sayin'
I don't get told to smile I just know to smile when I'm shaking your hand
'Cause you would be scared of the man (man)
Now you are forbidden from slang (slang)
Yeah you love the culture but don't say a thing when niggas get slain (Dang)
Too deep? Uh, no
'Cause shit is real and then I gotta speak on things I know
Fasho, I wish my shit could all be fun and games
If that was the case then I would ride the wave but I can't so say

[Chorus]
I won't ride the wave, wave, wave (so get your hands up out my pocket)
You fuck out my face, face, face (inaudible)
I won't ride the wave, wave, wave (so get your hands up out my pocket)
You fuck out my face, face, face (inaudible)

[Outro: Audio from Rocket Power]
We've been invaded, by shoobies!
Track Name: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ [innerlude]
[Intro]
Beezo can I be real son?
(Be real son)
(Real?)
(Be real-real son)
Be really real son!

[Verse]
See I ain't have confidence outside of my raps
My white friends only knew from the outside I was black
Subconsciously conformed until white became the norm
And then all that resided in my mind was war
A smiling black boy is more likely to get adored
Opened for him while niggas get ignored
Hoping to see dreams come true and my faith restored in you
But until then I'll be denying your glory
God why forsake niggas? Do you hate niggas?
Are we praising the wrong you is that why you escaping us?
Is that why police killing us, getting away with it?
While we tape it, I hate this shit, is anything sacred?
I hope it don't sound like I'm making blanket statements
I basic hotep trying to make an audience face lift
Honestly I'm trying to maintain homeostasis before I losing my fucking mind
I'm tired of turning on the news and seeing a branded new racist
What about the kid that sees that and internalizes the hatred
Leaving his own culture unappreciated
Looking at those like her and underestimating them
You got bigots with platforms I wonder who paying 'em
We all paying 'em attention, look at the state we in
I'm blowing trees now to elevate my cranium
To stay above the bull but that don't help with the pain we in
So I'm saying who gon' fight for us?
See entertainment is cool but representation won't cure us
We need doctors, not like Ben Carson
We need teachers like we have artists
We need mayors and we need farmers
We need trade systems for bargain
We need psychiatrists and therapists
And neighborhoods to raise kids in
Not projects for experiments
We need safe places to live in, I need-

[@Grobcity]
Man nigga if you don't cut this shit off
You ain't no Malcolm X
You went to art school fool, play some hood shit
Track Name: Blue Robe
[Verse 1: P. Blackk]
What, woke up grabbed my robe it's blue
Wore my house shoes out only 'cause it's new
Forgot to brush my teeth scrubbed my gold tooth
I been acting like a dog lately, roof (barks)
See I ain't never had the juice
I lie a lot there's the proof
I been busy forgive me moved out the city so quickly shit has been tricky you missed me when I went poof
I miss Columbus what it do?
Raps and arts less Dr. Dre more Dr. Seuss
Let me paint while y'all followers try to lead the youth
Look me in my eyes and you could see the truth

[Chorus]
It's blue
Bitch it's blue
What
It's motherfuckin'

[Verse 2: P. Blackk]
Woke up, grabbed my robe you know
Homie text "strip club?" Siri say fasho (fasho)
Hold up, say word they charging $20 at the door
I be late for that I'm paintballing bro
Now you, must be out of yo' mind
Thinking that I'm ever gonna spend a dime (Ahh)
Hold up, wait you got me? You could spot me?
Papi, we gon' wait back in line and get it poppin'
Dog losing is not an option
Opposition in my optics is not my competition
I'm a prophet y'all all lie like a politician
I'm allah, voila, god is my position got it?
I'm fighting for my peoples like I'm Lou Gossett
Kunte Kinte til I die I'm the new prophet
Currently sitting on a couch with a brew plotting
In a robe with 2 pockets

[Chorus]
Bitch it's blue, yeah
It's motherfuckin' blue
It's motherfuckin' blue
Track Name: Groovin' Feat. Emeryld
[Intro]
Groove, groove, groove, groove (fart)
That's why I say slow, mellow rhythm
You know 1, 2, groovin' and

[Verse 1: P. Blackk]
I pay close attention to detail
I want to know you v well
I know I might fuck up but usually I mean well, ooh
I'm thinking we could uh
Then after that we uh
Or, or we could uh
Then we could grab some lunch, ooh

[Chorus: P. Blackk and Emeryld]
I just want to see your footwork baby
Just want to see your footwork baby
(Groove, groove, groove, groove)
I just want to see your footwork baby
Just want to see your footwork baby

[Bridge]
Aye rock rock girl
Aye freak freak girl
Aye move your feet girl
Ya don't stop
Aye rock rock girl
Aye freak freak girl
Aye move your feet girl
Ya don't stop

[Verse 2: P. Blackk]
You my brown sugar and spice and everything nice
I'm the type that know that I ain't everyones type
We should type 'cause if I talk you'd see I ain't tight
Aye let me get to know you first I'm trying to catch the vibe
See I think not having game is my game
And not knowing your name is a shame, dang
Your frame is doing things to my hanes, bang
Girl I'm trying to blow it out the frame
This could be us but you playing, but first

[Chorus: P. Blackk and Emeryld]
I just want to see your footwork baby
Just want to see your footwork baby
(Groove, groove, groove, groove)
I just want to see your footwork baby
Just want to see your footwork baby

Groove, groove, groove, groove

[Outro]
Groovin', and groovin'
Groove on black people
So groovin', groovin', g-g-g-g-groovin
Dig it
Track Name: Big Gucci, Reality (Guitar By Pinky Liberachi)
[Intro]
I want to fly away, I want to fly away
Yeah!
Uh, a black ass nigga in a red Ph-
Black ass nigga in a red, aye-
What, black ass nigga in a red Phantom
I might be ugly but my car handsome
I might be the realest man out and some
Take your hands and raise it for the anthem

[Chorus]
I'm riding round like I'm big Gucci
Dro by the pound like I'm big Gucci
That shit don't excite me I'm Gucci
Bitch I think I might be Gucci

[Verse 1]
I got broads in Atlanta, no (no)
I got women on every planet, oh (oh)
I'm with my boo, ghost riding in her family Phantom (skrr)
Any enemies we scan we blam em (bluh-bluh)
Aye, water guns 'cause I don't fuck with guns
I need money I'm in a rut for funds
Avoiding whoever don't fuck with fun
Which rapper you like? I don't fuck with them
'Cause I'm big Gucci, fuck the industry I'm big Gucci
I'm with your mom she gave me big smoochies
I spit harder than John Belushi, aye

[Chorus]
I'm riding round like I'm big Gucci
Dro by the pound like I'm big Gucci
That shit don't excite me I'm Gucci
Bitch I think I might be Gucci

[Verse 2]
I take a shit and then I do my duty (fart)
Get it? I hit the jig and then we hit the movies
We I don't eat I get a little moody
The only black around these rats I guess I'm Susie, ay
I guess it fits I used to rock the Tommy
Romantically involved with your momma probably
Giraffe pussy get as high as I be
I spit Waka Flocka flames when I'm rhyming
'Cause I think I'm big Gucci
Make space from me bro you seem a little douchey
I turn your house to a haunted house it gets spooky
I know Gucci probably watching this like who is he? (Who are you?)
My rims dancing out the garage
Get a little massage
Have a jiggy niggy ménage

[Chorus]
Then I ride around like I'm big Gucci
Dro by the pound like I'm big Gucci
Aye, turned my life around like I'm big Gucci
Aye, now I work out like I'm big Gucci
Big Gucci, word
Shout out to big Gucci
This ain't no trendy shit, Gucci
Real talk man I'm proud of you Gucci
You a great example for the kids, I mean that
Like, you could always turn your life around bro
Real talk, aiight

[Outro]
Here you go boy
That's a toothbrush, I wanted a shiny grill
Man, you gotta respect your teeth while your young
You only got one pair
I need you to remember to always keep them healthy and try to always brush them at least twice a day

[Guitar solo: Pinky Liberachi]
Your high but you must come down

[Bridge]
Nightmares at the door can't seem to face it (so I face it)
Uncompleted dreams bring complications
Thought it would've came with haste now I can't show my face here
I ain't never going back home until I make it
Look inside of my soul and them (soul and them)
Wicked thoughts no controlling them ('trolling them)
Do you fight the demons, do you roll with them
Lord (roll with me) Lord (fight 'em) Lord
(My god, my god, my god, my god, my god, my god)
I said Look inside of my soul and them (soul and them)
Wicked thoughts no controlling them ('trolling them)
Do you fight the demons, do you roll with them
Lord (roll with me) Lord (fight 'em) Lord
(My god, my god, my god, my god, my god, my god, my god, my god, my god)

[2nd guitar solo: Pinky Liberachi]

PJ, I know your not out there doing drugs
No
Track Name: Never, Suburban Boy Blues (Keys by R∆§H∆Ð, Scratches by DJ Corey Grand)
[Verse 1: P. Blackk]
Aye, never was I the elite
Never stood out in these skreets
Never involved in no beef
Never could speak
How I ever felt about girl
Always bright comic sans to the beach
And I never been weak
Never heard so I never speak
Never had a dedicated team
And I never been for me
Never been all that I could be
Never had a show overseas
And I never been a G
Never really cared about sneaks
Never kept my feelings discreet
Never loved the police
Never had an ideal physique
Never took things for what they seem
'Cause I'm always thinking deep
Always chasing dreams never sleep
Never followed ways of the sheep
But I never been cheap
Never did I want to pay a fee
And I always did favors for free and never could be

[Instrumentation by R∆§H∆Ð & P. Blackk]

Shoutout to the goofy lookin' kids that grew up to be semi-aiight

[Chorus]
Never been the coolest, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Never been the cutest, cutest, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga

[Verse 2: P. Blackk]
Slow down, P-Funk is back
I see a whole lot of folks running 'round with my old style
It's cool I don't want it back
I let 'em hold that
But remember it's still me like a pronoun
My style is profound they want to hear me rap
But I rather take a nap 'cause I'm boring and I'm old now
And I'm in control now, I stopped chasing cool
When I seen the popular kids after graduating school
But that's none of my business (sips tea)
Arts and raps and all things intrinsic
I can't believe I had the remedy in me all along
My mind imploded hoping to blow up like atomic bombs
Ironic gotta break fast like Ramadan
When I'm feeling saucy I might hit a couple Comic-Cons
Just to flex, shy IRL social butterfly in texts
Leave a message, cause I

[Chorus]
Never been the coolest, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Never been the cutest, cutest, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Never been the fastest, fastest, fastest, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga

[Verse 3: P. Blackk]
I pick my nose freely, at times I shower weekly
P-B is for the kids like O-DB
I'm Chief Keef meets Kool Keith and Keith Haring
I'm less OG Bobby Johnson more Bobby McFerrin
It's the comic book copper
Anime watcher, illustrator, animator, rapper, producer, and doctor?
I'm like J. Dilla meets the Gorillaz
Hella bars meets Hannah Barbera, aye
It fell in our laps, when I'm hap I spell in all caps
Got me state caps locked I'm telling all facts, get it
Leading blacks to the promised land like a black reverand
Severly anti-social but leave tracks severed, then desert it
Act like it's no concern, back out 'fore I'm observed
Extorverted, introvert rap verses
How you gonna be flawed but act perfect?
How you cool on the web but you wack in person?
That's why I

[Chorus]
Never been the coolest, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Never been the cutest, cutest, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga

"What if America loved black people like they love black culture?"
- Toniesha Renee

[Bridge]
Here's a story 'bout your life
And if you could live it right
It's an ordinary day
It could all be taken away

[Verse 4: P. Blackk]
I remember the first time I got called nigga, it was on the bus
José thought he was being tough, I snuffed him
I was 98 pounds so it didn't budge him but fuck him
Been in Ohio for a month see that was my introduction
You should know, y'all showed me that being black ain't beautiful
I grew to hate summer 'cause I would get darker than usual
My brother would call me "chabon," white kids called us Sambo
Don't show "Roots" in school, that gives these little goobs they ammo
It made me hate my self, see I was stuck trying to fit in
Believe it or not growing up I ain't notice that I was different
I started denying my black looking at white for acceptance
I started to find out what I is and what I isn't
See I'm a young black intellect, a king-like silhouette
I walk like a man and all I demand is respect
See now the kids that might've played me, play me in they decks
Without a pause for every cause there is effects
Without applause I did it all for kids to rep, they true identity with serenity
For all them kids on Monroe, with no Kennedy (Leaders you know?)
Just follow these rhythms endlessly
The second time I got called nigga
It was online by this kid that was in my class, I played it cool
'Cause I ain't want him thinking that I was mad
He was smaller, i ain't have the heart to kick someones ass
Teachers called me homie, girls touching my hair
Fucking thinking it's funny accusing me of whatever was stolen at the house party
We seen as criminals early
But little do y'all know me and my niggas did nothing to nobody
In the afternoons I'd burn my CD, then ride in the city
With T-Mac, Spyd, Beezy, and City
Keeping busy while minding our busi-
Bumping bleezy, that's me but, I digress — we took it easy
Early memories of riding round feeling black and proud
I made sure they kept the weed at home, but we was bumping loud, get it?
Next thing I know City rolls with window down this dude said "Turn the music down"

[Skit]
Yeah I do remember that
I don't think they came at me and T-Mac
(Aye turn the music down)
Pedro, fear of dogs
That didn't happen but — dogophobe
(Turn that fucking music down!)
Aye hold up, excuse me man, like — what's the problem dude?

[Bridge]
Here's a story 'bout your life
And if you could live it right
It's an ordinary day
It could all be taken away
Track Name: Blakyaw, Hell (Guitar By Pinky Liberachi)
[Intro]
You know you cannot change the name right?
It's P. Blackk that's all...which I love
My son's not to be boxed in, I love you just the way you are
I know who you are and if somebody's tryna box my son in I will beat they ass

[Verse 1: P. Blackk]
This goes out to those that choose to use, disrespectful views on individual hues
(Wooo!) I'm finna light that ass up
Woo! I'm finna light that ass up
Settled down for 5 years but I'm never down to settle
Fermented my own buzz you pulled strings like Geppetto
Hell no, I been throwin blows to devils
Grew up in the burbs still a child of the ghetto
Hello, P is back like I never left
Like Jesus did when he died just to resurrect
The only true religion I recognize is the one where we gods in it
So bow your head 'cause I get divine with this
Fine penmanship, too ill for your censorship
I swear that they be droppin' shit I don't be feelin' it
Racism still alive they just be concealin' it
Racism still alive they just be concealin' it

[Hook]
It's 'P.' 'B'
To the 'L', 'A', 'C' to the 'K' 'K'
'B', to the 'L' 'A'
'C', to the 'K' 'K'
'P.' 'B'
To the 'L', 'A', 'C' to the 'K' 'K'
'B', to the 'L' 'A'
'C', to the 'K' 'K'
And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll
And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll
And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll
And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll
Cause I'm black ya'll

[Verse 2: P. Blackk]
Black the origin of mankind
Black like the thoughts on my mind
Black like what holds up the stars in the sky
Black like the side of the moon that don't shine
Open your 3rd eye, ayo
Black like the Queens and the Kings in Kemet
Black like what police see as a threat
Nigga they build prisons based on your grades on a test
Gimme liberty, gimme death
We don't really want it, them same schools be underfunded
And you wonder why we end up dead or in jail with nothin'
Give us guns, drugs, and debt
(Niggas is gettin' paid!)
But who's signin' my checks though?
That's why I gotta own somethin' gotta invest
In myself, and my peoples until we blessed
I don't speak to god, I believe we Gods
Learn your true history is how we'll beat the odds...

[Hook]
And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll
And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll
And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll
And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll
Cause I'm black ya'll

[Bridge]
(Harmonies)

[Outro]
Hell is what we're living in!
I repeat, hell is what we're living in!
Track Name: Niggas On Fire
[Intro]
Ah!
Yo your brothers tripping, oh my
Ah! I spilled bacon grease on me
He's trying to get, the news report, from this guy
What's up, Ray-Ray, what's up?
And all he wants to do is give shoutouts to people

[Chorus]
Aye peace and power to my n- going out with a bang
Aye can I work a 9 to 5 while (censored)
Aye can I keep the same friends while wanting them dead?
I wonder if my niggas know that I'm fucked in the head?
A young niggas on fire, I do or die
Niggas on fire, I do it, do it
My niggas on fire, I do or die
Niggas on fire, I do it, do it, do it
A young niggas on fire, I do or die
Niggas on fire, I do it, do it
Said my niggas on fire, I do or die
Niggas on fire, I do it do it do it

[Verse 1]
I remember, way back when us sane ass friends
Would play video games at cribs and order pizza
Now we all trying to get this game of life in order
To marry a wife and support but we can't keep up (right)
All the homies been (censored) except we
I thought it was 'cause we ain't need nothing to set free
A homie that I used to respect but now I regret
His (censored) obsession with success, sending me threats
I don't know how to respond
I mean I used to pray for you and your moms but it's time to move on
And I'm just hoping that God guide you out of the storm
The way you keep my name in your mind is out of the norm
Check it, you wrestled, and I rapped
Y'all played football, we all ran track and that's that
Matter fact, didn't you have a scholarship?
You mean to tell me it's my fault that you demolished it?
The way my nigga life turned out is, yo
(You're in no position to judge my nigga, don't do that)
Alright
When niggas had meets, I was doing shows
When niggas got jobs, I was getting — no
Kind of money, I was investing in future dough
See there's a couple things I wanted you to know
Nigga you changed you the thing out of the usual
You the nigga out of all of us that refused to grow
You got to live with the decisions you make
Your angers displaced and you should be the nigga you hate, yeah
Your angers displaced and you should be the nigga you hate

[Adlibs]
Believe it or not I hope all is well, I loved you like a brother bro
But you scaring me

[Outro]
Catch the vibe uhn (2009)
Ladies and gentlemen, allow me, to introduce to you (censored)

[2nd Chorus]
Don't be afraid to be yourself
Don't hide behind the things you do
To try and smile can't hurt your heath
Don't be afraid to be yourself
Just be yourself, just be yourself
Just be yourself, just be yourself

[Verse 2]
Yo yo keep them lights low, I like them lights low
I stay in my zone 'cause the world is frightful
I can't explain it but, this keep me sane it's like therapy even...
Track Name: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ [introlude]
(2006)
Uh-huh, let's get to it

[Verse 1]
I'm extra fast y'all niggas move damn slow
I push keys something like a piano
You know stay with the ammo
Handle business like a Suprano, all with the family
Real gangstas get chubby and move to Miami, apparently
So I ain't gon' die out, the chain glow like fireflies now
Rainbow, shine like a prism, stuntin' all day
Roy G Biv got nothing on me
Pumping crack and more E than niggas ever seen
I'm getting cheddar-green I cooked up a better scheme
I got a better team — me, myself, and D
Track Name: My Brothers Keeper
[Intro]
Yo, my brothers keeper on my chest I got it tattooed
I give my life away for D even if I ain't have to
It's as if I had two, lives that is

[Chorus]
Play me is what you ain't gon' do
Aye we in the house, we homeschooled
We fam what you need? I got you
If you short on dough I'll spot you
Who you are is what you gon' be
I'm young, black, gifted, and free

[Verse 1]
Yo
My brother D taught me to tie my sneaks
My brother D taught me to make better beats when he told me mines was weak
My brother D taught me to play ball
My nigga D inspired me to draw, this nigga could do it all
My nigga D just got his masters y'all
And he only speaks his truth so he could only spit the facts to y'all
I'm known for hittin' stages, melting faces like they figuerines
I look into the crowd and see my nigga D
Aye growing up you lowkey wouldn't give me the time of day
Now you want to spend time like there's no time to waste
So with all this being said I just wanted to take the time to say
I love you and thanks for still believing my rhymes could pay
See I been stressing so I'm out here on my namaste
Meditating to take the blame and weight off my mistakes
Like chasing a 9 to 5 because of what my momma say
So I won't end up going broke waiting for my break, you know?

[Chorus]
Play me is what you ain't gon' do
Aye we in the house, we homeschooled
We fam what you need? I got you
If you short on dough I'll spot you
Who you are is what you gon' be
I'm young, black, gifted, and free

[Verse 2]
Uh, aye Darius the manchild, he's a grown man now
No time to be a kid he was the man of the house
Aye yo this nigga hated fish, but we had cans of tuna
Ran out of that after school, we'd grab ice and chew it
To escape reality I'd stay up in my room
To write rhymes and live vicariously through cartoons
Momma had poison in her breasts and her womb
My nigga D was in the kitchen fixing her some food (true)
Playing Beethoven and Bach, to get the mental pain to stop
My mom was going through a lot I'm sending prayers up to god
With no answer, (nope) she beat cancer (yep)
Meanwhile I'm mad at her now I want to be a freelancer
(this is now about you, you making it about you)
When did I turn into this entitled suburban kid?
Where I feel like a deserve but I ain't really work to earn this shit?
My brother always clowned my looks so I'm insecure as shit
But in a way it's kept me grounded I don't know what perfect is
I stabbed this nigga when he told me I won't do shit (Well)
He kicked me out when I told him I ain't like his chick (Well)
We fought it out, we'd go body no busted lips
But if touch my brother I'll fucking rush you shit, so play me

[Chorus]
Play me is what you ain't gon' do
Aye we in the house, we homeschooled
We fam what you need? I got you
If you short on dough I'll spot you
Who you are is what you gon' be
I'm young, black, gifted, and free

(Outro)
I get that, I get how long P, I get that
But nigga you were a child then, you were a child experimenting with his talent
You're 25, at the core of talent- at the peak- you know what I'm saying?
Think about athletes, a running back is not- his greatest self until he's 28
An athelete, not their greatest self until they're mid-20s, early-30s
Nigga, you're, you're going to the league now
You been practicing like nigga- you're here
You're here
Track Name: I Hope All Is Well Feat. Zyah Belle
[Intro]
(Zyah Belle scatting)

[Verse 1: P. Blackk]
Yo, to keep it funky rapping drained my spirits
I was just a young king doing his thing with lyrics
That's back when I had dreams of gold chains and leer jets
See I been away from home y'all I was supposed to be on y'all
But now I'm grown y'all, trying to find my zone aye
I been all alone in my room and I'm penning poems aye
I prefer my own ask my bro that's just how I roll, yo
This shit sound good on records but it really put a toll
On friendships turn old, niggas thinking I turned cold
But I, really turned up to build a kingdom for my throne
But now I hope to reap all of which I've sewn
And maybe I'll continue to grow, but

[Chorus: P. Blackk & Zyah Belle]
I hope all is well (I hope, I hope)
I hope all is well (I hope, I hope, I hope, all)
Mmm, yeah, I hope all is well (I hope all is well)
Thank you for your time (I hope, I hope, oh)
Yo I hope all is well, uh (I hope all is well)
I hope all is well
Mm, I hope-

[Verse 2]
To keep it funky I feel like I'm finished
I've grown to be too concerned with my name and image
I feel like I been chasing fame over friendship
My vanity over family, but I could feel it
I'm right there, but something don't feel right here
All these years trying to chase a buzz like light- that was wack
Now a nigga trying to know what love like, yo
I had love, but ain't know how to love right, so
I'm living for myself 'cause I need me to grow
All I'm telling y'all is what I need y'all to know
Drowning in deep thought 6 feet deep below
That's where I bury my thoughts, I lash out when I'm pissed off
But trust I made improvements
But a lot of me needs fixing
Musics been my religion that's beaten me to submission
Ups and downs constant waves of depression so listen
Sometimes you got to end it, to find a new beginning

[Audio: Jazzy Jeff]
One of the things that drives me absolutely crazy is when I know someone who's extremely talented and they're not doing anything with their talent
Because their spirit is broken
And you have to get away from what broke your spirit
Everybody's spirit is broken
I'm gonna ask you to spit a rhyme and he said "I don't do that anymore"
"What? Why?"
And he started going through this long list
"You know well this happened to me, and this person burnt me, and I never got paid from this and this, and-and such and such happened and this"
And I was just sitting there and I stopped him
And I said, "But what did the music do to you? What did the music do wrong?"
And he looked at me
And I said, "It's funny how you quit the thing that you love that did absolutely nothing wrong to you. Get away from all of the people that did you wrong. But, don't quit the music"
Track Name: Destiny Feat. C, Watts & Zyah Belle
[Intro]
Follow your dreams, follow your heart
I do
OK

Check it out y'all, ch-check it
Ch-check it out y'all, check it out y'all
Check it out y'all, check it o-
Ch-ch-check it out y'all, check it y'all
ch-ch-ch-check-check

[Chorus]
What? Uh, and it's my destiny y'all
I gave it my all nothing left of me y'all
I'm protecting the rest of me, rest of me
Can't nobody fuck up your destiny dog
Everything's gon' be alright (say it with me now)
Everything's gon' be alright

[Verse 1]
What? Uh, I ain't been back in the city
Turned my back on the city, naw I put the city on my back
And I'm really back and it's litty
And I only been spitting facts
So niggas actually feel these raps (Woo!)
I know I rap and I'm illy
Yeah-yeah they rap but they actually really wack
Turn that shit down, in fact make no sound (Shut up)
Don't give me daps, I don't want no pounds
Don't need fake love, I don't wear no crowns
Some niggas only feel up if you feeling down
All facts know we finna make it
It's been a minute I'm just sick of waiting
Gotta breathe need some ventilation
Go ahead put this in rotation
You never know it might heal the nation
That's a reach, well sheesh
At least me'cause I feel amazing Glassc!ty fuck with me aye

[Chorus]
What? Uh, and it's my destiny y'all
I gave it my all nothing left of me y'all
I'm protecting the rest of me, rest of me
Can't nobody fuck up your destiny dog
Everything's gon' be alright (say it with me now)
Everything's gon' be alright

[Verse 2]
Nah-nah-nah, now there's some things that I- I want to tell you
You-you-you might've failed but ain't a failure
Don't let the boogie man scare ya
You was born around thugs, drugs, and drug paraphenalia
Y'all don't know my struggle (No)
You can't match my hustle (No)
You can't catch my hustle (No)
You can't fathom my love, woo
A nigga might reach out and hug you
For no reason, spread love and fight demons
Give the people something real to believe in
I ain't even begun
When you look up in the sky and you see you the sun
That's why I'm out here chasing dreams 'cause I'm dumb (dummy)
Damn I still believe it'll come
And what helps is maintaining peace within one's self, done
Inhale

[Chorus]
I gave it my all nothing left of me y'all
I'm protecting the rest of me, rest of me
Can't nobody fuck up your destiny dog
Everything's gon' be alright (say it with me now)
Everything's gon' be alright
Alright
(Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright)
Alright
Track Name: Meditation
OK, find a seating position that's comfortable and stable
Point your focus inward
Take this time to notice how you're feeling
Any tension on your body, any tightness, or discomfort, let it go
Breathe in and allow your mind to open any tension you feel
Exhale to soften it
One more time, breathe in, and breathe out
Take notice of what you feel right now
Are there any events that happened throughout the day that-
Cross your mind?
Take notice of what you're feeling and how it's effecting your body
Stress can show up as tension in your shoulders
As tightness in your back, just think about where that tension is showing up in your body
As you exhale, allow that tension to blow away as well
It's OK to let your mind wander
Just take note of that and allow your breath to guide you, to the present
Take note of the natural rhythm of your breath
Stress and anxiety disrupt that natural rhythm
Where do you feel your breath the most?
Is it in your throat as you exhale?
Your chest as you inhale
Maybe your nose while exhaling
Bring that attention to that part of your body while breathing
And take this time to just be aware that you're breathing
Present in every inhale, and exhale
Focus on your breath
It'll allow you to tune out, all noise
Feel free to restart this album