3:Am (Feat. Erykah Badu)
Rapsody
3:34M-A-R-L-A-N-N-A My birth name, my purse name, the same as my cloth grade A real G, I'm Gucci, the pressure made a ruby The disrespect gon' make you meet the rude me Been too peace in a two-piece I found peace on a island in the Southeast Single, solo, but I ain't ringless, I drive the Audi like Tyrese My soul attached to me like a Siamese Beside these under-ratings, I'm flawed I cried tears out my eyes like Viola Davis fence scene The one they call boring, still boarding I'm unseen, I'm morphin' I tried to ease yo' pain, now, I'm morphine Some never change, I had to, my blueprint came wit' new wings I made room for M-E where the M's be, I feel a way like Embiid E-m wit' a I-T, I told them on E-V-E Light I was gon' shine, this time, I'ma put that on me On the homies, I'ma hone me, right or wrong, duckin' stones thrown David wit' the Roc, screamin', "Suck these" I'm a nutcase, unbelieveable, like false accusers, rapists, they scream, "Rape" Does history repeat like Emmett's? Hmm, I hesitate Conflictin', wantin' the guilty to receive karma and conviction May innocent get redemption (did Michael really do it?) I know media's influence, forgive me for my doubts But so many times, it's been proven how men lie, women lie Lies run the world before the truth ties its shoes What's real? What's illusion? Can you tell me? (Whatever you understand it to be) (See you next appointment) Who am I in this reality? (You know who you are) Who am I without accolades and huge salary? (Fuck all that noise) Who am I if they don't love me back the same as I came to love them? Shame for pickin' me over livin' a fantasy (that's their loss) Who am I without the views? (Yeah) The point of view is that point and choose to judge who's worth it Based on who you date and Birkins (that shit fake) I was told if they don't wanna be a- fuck you, it's not workin' (fuck it) Who am I without the churches? (Yeah) Who am I without these verses? (Yeah) Ain't met a verse on Earth, you in the Metaverse, better keep searchin' still (search for that) Tryna find my way out without appeal I've used the N-word more than goin' inward, how does that feel (fucked up) To be this naked, tryna find my way out the Matrix for real? Who am I?