BALANCE - Liberty

Do I wanna fail when I succeed

Greatest or the worst no in between

Maybe I should work on self esteem

Zacchaeus tried to tie me to the tree

I do not know I’m posed to be

Caught up in the ends and not the means

I do not know who I’m posed to be

I got a tough time balancing life

Like a knife on a finger

Movin left and then right

Tryna keep it in the middle, tryna fight for my rights

Call me Malcolm Mr. Little, when I kill on the mic

You ain’t the boss of me nigga, you ain’t know what I might do

Stylin in the paint like Picasso and Mike

Am I naughty or nice

How bout a little of both

Goddamn that’s a record, goddamnit you right

I’m tryna make a lot of money and humble as hell

Ion know if that’s attainable you see me in jail

I’m tryna hit the nail right on the head

But instead, they gon try lock me up

Just like some dreads the dread that the feds

Feel when they see a rich black man

Blowin up in Asia man they call that shit fatman —

Killin ghostwriters, man they call that shit pacman

Super self-esteem is a drug that don’t last man

Catch me in my bed curled up cuz I’m losing steam

Money humble balance ain’t the only battle where a nigga reppin the losin team

Sometimes I’m average, nigga u know what I mean?

Man

All hail Pizzy the lord of losin is wit me

I’m bored of chosin to board a plane that borders

The board of you hippies

It’s all love, hell naw man the balance is tricky

Skateboarding on my patience is risky

If I see red fuck love, man the balance is Trippie

You get the horns like I’m Jordan and pippy

Flow smoother than skippy, chords ruder than

Ferris before he tore into Ricky, drums harder

Than the sword that y’all stuck in my kidney

I’m money hungry whore with no balance

So tip me

Serving all of these rappers more than my mental can give me

I can feel it in my pores, that my portion is picky

Pick apart a piece of Pizzy you get 50 and 50

I got loner and friendly

I got motor and empty

I just wish I had control of when they switch and when that bitch’ll let my

feelings in gently

Cuz a nigga’s sick and tired of feeling feelings in frenzy