Critical Video (MV)

Im living too deep
Operation on the surface had me feeling like I was weak
You really hit peaks clip at the top of a feeling then drop and don't feel it for weeks
Who praying for peace? Then rage boutta mouse in a corner who running
But running up cheese
Who turning a cheek? Or turning their page widda mark in the book
Like they finna repeat
Who keeping a streak? What I'm learning gotta different way of teaching me what I need
Its blood when it leaks. Over flowing like the nile river, boy this bigger than seas
Whos being decieved? Comparing themselves to another, yall getting hit big by a thief
Whos passing with C's? And brushing it off cause a GP- Ain't never had nothing on me
This is literal, boy I live in intervals
Try not to get stuck in the centerfold
Dont pay for a wrist full of minerals
Lately been eating out thinner bowls
Realization hit me like it's physical
My influence has power like spiritual
Took a step back just to see all my criticals
Its critical that I know me
Awareness hit me when I'm lonely
I'm getting high off of my thoughts
Heat in my head is too smokey
I'm trippin out on my Lokis
Brothers acting like they know me
But really I'm talking to myself
Asking bout when Ima show me
Asking bout when Ima show me
Asking bout when Ima show me
Show me
Forgot how to feel, fakest place is my reality
Brotha, whos standin forreal? Whos eating 3 meals?
Or stuffing their face in the corner after they done signing a deal?
Whos doing the talk? Took more than fifty years in the world
Just to learn how to walk
Thats shout out to pops
Never learned how to read a book but my boy he can talk
We came from the top
This aint never been a metaphor
Brotha I mean that on God
The cream of the crop
Now im having trouble seeing
How the hell I'm built from the rock
I say that alot
Balance really take some talent
I'm balancing more than I got
I'm building the lot
Adding all my other issues, I feel that its time that I stop
This is pivotal, tired of livin' all cynical
Casualty become the typical
Death to my flesh for the spiritual
Soul burnin' and im literal
Reflections on what really matters
While I stand in front of the glass
The mirror felt pressure and shattered
Guess I'm movin' pass all the past
Its critical that I know me
Awareness hit me when I'm lonely
I'm getting high off of my thoughts
Heat in my head is too smokey
I'm trippin out on my Lokis
Brothers acting like they know me
But really I'm talking to myself
Asking bout when Ima show me
Asking bout when Ima show me
Asking bout when Ima show me
Show me
Daddy love me but hate the world
Mommy love me but hate the girl
Boy I'm growing don't break the pearl
Irritated, go and shake the Neuro-logical, I gotta get it right
Lose the vision, or I get it tight
Keep it simple while its gettin' writ
Do it daily like "i get to write"
All of this privilege
They call it a gift
That's why I'm rapping it
Instead of him
I'm out the box with the things that I hit
I can explain it, just ask me again
They never get it the first time
They never get it the second
They never get it the third
Now that I'm back in my word
I get that I never get what i really deserve
Oooh what I really deserve
Yeah, what I really deserve
Oooh, what I really deserve