Harlem Poet Video (MV)

Ion even care what you say it's the fact that you lied in my eyes
A world where I need the presidents dead to go live and survive
To be or not to be nah shake man what the f*ck that mean
I'm the Harlem poet who else
Could I ever be
To be or not to be some act that I could never keep Up
Trying hard to play the part you twitching like a streamer
Need some water on my neck ain't talking Aquafina
Blow me like a hurricane I nickname her Katrina
Imma go back to the future like Clara Clayton, Mary steen
Then go back in time and tell shake he ain't got shit on me
I'm in bag I'm in my, I'm in my Billie Jean
But what's a bag to niggas dead inside with all they dreams
If you die, yeah they gonna forget after they say rest in peace
But if you die a legend you could never ever f*cking leave
If I go hard for all my dreams is that ok or worse
If I go dying trying then was failing all I'm ever worth?
I'm just like you, you just like me so how that make me less?
He numb his problems smoke in Spain but hold on wait take out the s
Same shit everyday
Yeah my dog can relate
Taking food of the trey just to make all these songs
I was down bad nigga you was down bad, the reason I think that we might get along
Oh shit stop it this shit toxic
Can't u f*cking see
My heart stop and go like red light green light red light 123
This shit not forever why we say it I can't breathe
Niggas having nightmares in a world that's full of lucid dreams
Oh yeah they all buggin
Go invest in hoodies niggas know that there's a storm coming
Held shit down so many times this bitch done had me store running
I Remember they ain't have my back oh yeah they all fronted
Just because you jump like what you think you think we all jumping?
I swear
You think we all jumping?
Beefing bout some bitches nigga
You know that's all nothing
I swear
I swear that's all nothing
To be or not to be some act that I could never keep up
Trying hard to play the part you twitching like a streamer
Need some water on my neck ain't talking Aquafina
Blow me like a hurricane I nickname her Katrina
Ion even care what you say it's the fact that you lied in my eyes
A world where I need the presidents dead to go live and survive
To be or not to be nah shake man what the f*ck that mean
I'm the Harlem poet who else could I ever be