[Hook]:
Listen to me baby
The world's going crazy
I'll give you some idea of truth
Ain't like other people
[Verse One] [Bishop]:
Sometimes I catch glimpses of another planet
Most times I don't even understand it
Is God speakin' to me or is this ?
I don't believe what I'm seein' like a flying saucer
Is it dumb to hope for peace and dream of better days?
Oh that's that underground sh*t, it ain't gon' get no play
Like a famous rapper coming out and say he gay
That's a hard choice, I'll make mine anyway
I think we all need liberation
Cause most people live a quiet life of desperation
The ugliest things is what you don't see
Hardest thing to face is who we are, not who we can't be
I'm only who I'm meant to be
And that fact, we all see eventually
Keep on living life, scared to be their self
So they content with wearin' a mask, bein' someone else
[Hook]:
Listen to me baby
The world's going crazy
I'll give you some idea of truth
Ain't like other people
[Verse Two] [Trek Life]:
This is the person in the mirror talking
I never lied to you or fake caution
I've been here whether broke, fame or fortune
Where everybody else around tend to change often
See me and you, we one in the same
So I'm the last one to whom you can run your game
Wait
Look at me
Don't walk away
I think it's time me and you we had a talk today
See I noticed you gon' explain sh*t
Ignorin' your own, chasing other folks' happiness
That's why I'm tappin' on the glass to kick game to you
Cause I think you need to step back a bit
Maybe we need to be reconnected
Cause every decision you've made – I've been affected
I think you need to see more of me
I really wish that you would quit ignoring me
[Hook]:
Listen to me baby
The world's going crazy
I'll give you some idea of truth
Ain't like other people
[Verse Three] [Mykestro]:
Signing over your soul for a placement
Couple n*ggas I used to roll with, face it
Same n*ggas I broke the mold with, complacent
Plenty n*ggas is in the know and ain't made sh*t
You in demand your money Lambo long
Fame forced your hand, got you getting your Sambo wrong
I'mma revamp rap when all the yaps prolong the coon foonery
Tryin' to get my Ab-Soul on
The undisputed me
Thrives on the need to be heard
I mean musically intrigued by the seasonal surge
The ink and eulogy
The deacon of ? and verbs
And it's the cool of me, critiquing your demeaningless verse
Ain't nothin' new to me
The table's opportunity turn
No continuity, do what you gotta do to be heard
I drop gratuity, assuming he can easily encourage a flock of newer me's
Propers I eagerly urged
You opera room to me
[Hook]:
Listen to me baby
The world's going crazy
I'll give you some idea of truth
Ain't like other people