Good Kid

Follow 0 fans

The M.I.C.

4:00

2 Views

Playlists:

#1

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer

Yeah
Good Kid
You see
I sit and think about my childhood as I'm approaching 25 (yeah)
Quarter century, mystery how I'm still alive (well)
Nothing to do with external pressure, I've realized (what)
It got everything to do with how I feel inside
Had imposter syndrome since the age of 6 or 5 (damn)
That's young as f*ck to be feeing inferior (yeah)
And a crucial age where you need people that's hearing ya
Been socially distant, closer people ain't appear enough
See, in hindsight I took that shit for granted
Thought everyone had what I had, ain't understand shit
Better yet much better than that, meanwhile I always landed
On my feet while my peers were stranded
Yo this is what it feels like (yeah)
Supportive family back at home
But soon as I leave the house, I'm insecure (insecure)
And this is real life (yeah)
Not some fabricated story,
Or imagination nah this shit for sure
Now, if you take a look at the kid on the cover
Soft soul, look just like his mother
You know he a good kid (good kid)
Dammit that's a good kid (good kid)
But if you take a look in his soul and he seem a little harder
Know he also take after his father
Damn they made a good kid
You can tell a good kid
You ever felt you lived in the shadow of someone younger? (yeah)
How bout younger sister and brother and others (damn)
Yeah we all make mistakes, but me I felt like the f*ck up (right)
And when good shit happened, I always felt like I lucked up
Somehow
Felt target on my back from sun up to sun down
Was in the gifted class, but simple shit I needed dumbed down
Gifted in language, challenged in math still I liked to count
People that counted me out, times when my flaws got announced
But still felt my siblings skate by (yeah)
I remember hiding my face when it was grace time (damn)
But nah, that was just a space for them to learn from my mistakes
And that's part of your fate when you the ace in line (facts)
Being the first, a blessing and yes a curse yo (curse)
Although it hurt sometimes, could've been worse though (worse)
Nigga cause I cannot imagine dealing with all this sadness an only child
Take me off this earth, yo (this earth, yo)
Now, if you take a look at the kid on the cover
Soft soul, look just like his mother
You know he a good kid (good kid)
Dammit that's a good kid (good kid)
But if you take a look in his soul and he seem a little harder
Know he also take after his father
Damn they made a good kid
You can tell a good kid
Being black and privileged ain't discussed enough
Hood ain't how every nigga live and it fucking sucks
Wish everyone grew up with love and a couple bucks
Wish I didn't feel like everyone who ain't are sitting ducks (uh)
I wish all my niggas had what I had
Hear them talk about the past, that shit had to be tough
It remind me of my dad, yo he had to be rough on me
Sometimes I needed that shit
But when it was too much I know my mom had my back
That shit was like a motherfucking balancing act
Cause on the flip my dad always made sure we was good
My bro and my sis, they understood
That they did what they had to do
Meanwhile, me? I came with the attitude
Come home, new accent, acting rude
Imagine dealing with bullshit after school
Brought average grades home though I had the tools
Feel like I was down a whole different avenue
But nothing beats the plan God has for you
Nothing beats the plan God has for you, yeah
Yeah

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!