P.S.A. Prelude to The Indrid Cold EP
[Intro]

[Verse 1: Trace Advocate]
I keep asking the same questions, feeling trapped in
I wonder if this lanes destined for me and
I wonder if this is God's way of Testin'
See they told me about the shit but never a plain message
Became best friends with my vices
Saying "How long can I stretch this?"
Pain made me passive aggressive, and the only time I'm not Stressin' is after a session
So if this ain't God's blessin' guess I'm not going to Heaven
Cause I be spittin' rhymes just to deal with depression
Momma look my eyes, she can tell that I'm desperate
And half the time I'm tellin' lies, damn I'm confessin'
But I feel like there is shit in my life, that needs addressin'
My homie said the other day, "be careful what you reppin'"
Replied, "let em' spray I'm a cop a Smith and Wesson"
Maybe be the best thing, cause I'll probably do myself in
Always poppin' off, it's about time I learn my lesson
I know just what you thinkin', I can read your expression
"Plea for affection, it's a cry for help"
Are you serious? been dealin' with this for 21 years
Like all of a sudden I need my peers
And where was you?
When I was gettin' bullied in school
Probably chimin' in cause you wanna be cool
Started bombin' them just to try to make it through
Ironic that's how I found that I was the truth
Writtin' songs in class, they laughin' at my skin tone
Fast-forward, now they askin' what my Pen on
You soundin' crazy dawg, well trust me man I been gone
Don't know what to call it, but I'm sure it ends in syndrome
Made "The Indrid Cold" cause I was feelin' distant
Dreams of dyin', now they seemin' more like visions
Cause I'll probably get smoked for some shit that I wrote
It's rocky trynna keep this boat afloat
But can you blame me?
When kids rockin' trench coats
Cockin' nines underneath, coming at your throat
Cause you ain't listen when they spoke
And all I ever wanted was to give you some hope
Now I feel relate more to the kid in the coat
And life's a joke
But I'm a keep on laughin' cause
I know it's better than where I'm going after but
As long as I'm breathin' you ain't achievin' one accolade
I'm the God MC until they lay me in a shallow grave
[Hook: Trace Advocate]
And if the sky opened up, and the world crash down
I'm a reap what I sow (What I sow)
I'm to busy dodging lows
To be fake with people that I don't even know (I don't know you)
And don't be thinkin' I'm sayin' it to be sayin' it
Just because I'm thinkin' the shit (thinkin' the shit)
I ain't never been a gangsta but, if you take what's mine
I'm a unload the whole clip