Me Myself & I - Aaron Unknown, Yizzy

Time to take it back to the basics

Blank canvas

Wipe the chalk off the board

Go and clap the erasers

Be your authentic self and do the things that you haven’t practised in ages

Boy, it’s time to embrace the changes

But I know that you wanna take it back to the days when

They didn’t even know what your name is

But nowadays nothing comes before music, he actually craves this

And if you know him, and I mean actually know him

Then you know that it’s nothing but facts in his statements

Caught writing bars in the stock room one too many times

Sacked on the day shift

And he was on the crappiest wages

But it was enough to get by

Ironic how he’s bagging up food to suppress the hunger

Pain’s back on the pavements

Middle finger to the scene 'cause he doesn’t ever really give a crap for his

status

Hibernation season so it’s back to the basement

For the young boy who needs to deploy his emotions and actually face this

The sound as the ink transfers to the pad was his only distraction in ages

Hopefully he could be the change in a place with a couple backward arrangements

So let me ask you a question

Think hard what the answer could be

Was this story about him?

Or was this story about me?

What you know about his struggle?

What you know about his pain?

This is the game of life

But is he tryna win that game?

Nah

Does he really wanna live?

I’ll swap the I for an O and ask

'Cause you know that we can’t sell love

What you know about tryna give your heart?

What you know about tryna benefit from the benefit money?

You don’t wanna leave your bed in no hurry

When your mum thinks «Lord, let my son rise»

But those days never turned out sunny

Tryna find light when I wake in the dark

He stepped out of the yard, went back in a hurry

'Cause he left his nank on the side and if them man catch him it won’t be funny

Do you know what it’s like?

Tryna fight hunger with sleep

It feels like the floor’s gone from underneath

Constantly fall but never reach the knees

And all he’s got is his word but know that’s something he don’t wanna eat

Now he’s holding his belly with the type of pain that won’t pass with a

peppermint tea

Do you know what it’s tryna hide behind the mask?

To not show your true feelings, same mask that we wear in the dark

So let me ask you a question

Think hard what the answer could be

Was that story about him?

Or was that story about me?

Look, I don’t know but either way

One thing is for certain — tomorrow’s never guaranteed

One sec, let me freeze the frame

Give thanks that I breathe today

No time like now, let me elevate this

I’m so focused on my piece of cake

My school teachers told me I’d never make it

So I smoke weed to relieve the pain

Face isolation, separated, if he ever went class then he’d misbehave

Academically uneducated, but not once did he need the grades

Now he’s picking up keys of grade

And breaking all them keys to Zs, then breaking all the Zs to eighths

'Cause he’s graduated the streets way

My biggest fear is snakes

And I’m not talking about the ones kept in a tank

I’m talking about the ones you call «bro»

That said they’d never leave and they’d have your back

But they weren’t there, got stabbed in the back

You weren’t even safe in your home fam

So don’t tell me «get with the program»

When I could get stabbed on the way to the shop for a coke can

We tried to steal more time

So we jacked from the road yutes

Your whole life been a low move

So when you need help who do you go to?

I heard you go through what you go through and that’s how you’re supposed to

So stop saying you’re being slept on

You ain’t entitled, nobody owes you