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curtiss king - can i vent (pt. 2) lyrics

this life can take the soul out a n-gga
way before the lord take the soul out your figure
i ain’t even talking about a saint turned sinner
but lately all these loses i been coppin got me bitter
i lost my grandpapa last year and i miss him
he never got to see the job that limited my visits, i should’ve called
d-mnit i should’ve called
for all that he knows i was struggling musician
i don’t believe in superst-tions or the tricks of a magician
but when im making beats in solitude i hear a whisper

dwan, please don’t take yo time for granted
stop sweating the small things
and make them easy to manage
but see sometimes i get panic attacks
and i hyper ventilate till i almost collapse
i try to take a walk but then my thoughts go manic
and don’t tell me to smoke weed cuz that’s increases the panic

after his funeral i listened to curren$y, sade
jill scott and kendrick lamar
i even sent a text to mr. kendrick lamar and
i thanked him for the music that he pen’d from his heart
he said ‘sorry for your loss, but bro keep strong, you got a heavenly advantage with your papa in the stars……’
i was a zombie for the following the weeks
a workaholic roaming in a hallway of beats
looking for love on a one way street
i thank god for anybody that gave me something to eat
if it wasn’t for my girlfriend, friends, or my mama
i’d be lost up in this whirlwind of drama

and i see ya’ll on my timeline talking about obama
like if you was in the office you could solve every problem
occupying sh-t, ya’ll occupying nada but them d-mn concords
for your facebook albums

when i wrote sinbad i was broke as noa’s jason mask
turned my insecurities to everybody’s favorite laugh
ha, but that laughing stop when video drop and i took cheez-it bath

naw n-gga, don’t ask me sh-t
don’t ask me to explain you just see it black and white
they said my video look like ‘yonkers’
man yall n-ggas bonkers……or maybe you dont see the sacrifice

my vision goes blurry at the computer at night
but i type & i type till that sh-t looks right
you think my campaign a scream for attention?
i dream to rock a stage where hip hop is 1 religion
a ploy just to annoy murs twitter for a mention?
you n-ggas trippin
this is my callin, this my destiny
this my therapy like grandpop here with me
i hope he seeing me and smiling proudly
and playing dominoes with brezell allen…

- curtiss king lyrics

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