Lyrics Perspective - SmooveDonn

The World Is Yours
When you self reflect
Who is that person starin' back at you in the mirror
Are they nice
Perhaps they're evil
Are they smart
Perhaps they may be indubitably unintelligent
What is their perspective on life itself
To live in the moment of time
Or breathe air for the near future to come
What's your perspective

Why do I run away from, fightin' my demons
It's like I'm livin' this, life without meanin'
If nothin' in life is free then why am I fiendin' just to be this wise kid hopin' there's no price for a genius
Come on tone what I look like payin' for human instinct
They know me better than that
Now when you listen to my music do you think I should give it all up and leave it
Or do you see potential and hope that I keep believin'
All my life been in the cut weavin' through the cracks and the creases
Never been a smoking hot topic so just pass me a reason
You tell me why I should keep goin'
You tell me why I should keep grindin' perfectin' my timing'
When these other DMV artist put out music they lyin' in
But it be shinin' over mine makin' me work harder like I been workin' overtime
Tried to expose these guys my rhymes ain't gettin' heard might as well just start up a clothin' line
What would I even call it smoove gear
Matterafact nah that feels weird but I'm still here
Writin' lightin' god I pick up my pen like mjölnir
Off to save the day I get on the stage and I kill fear
Even though I get thoughts of unsuccess shedding real tears
Every day it makes me afraid but homie I'm still here
Are you obsessively passionate about the path you chose in life
Or what you just content
Do you live your life for your own happiness
Or for the satisfaction of other people
They say the music I make's to enlighten man
That's not the case I just don't make it for likes on the gram
My music longevity y'all should look at my recipe you'll see especially why I'm like the way that I am
I make my music hopin' that Jay might become a fan
Well maybe if you seen my plan then you'd understand
Why I'm trynna get on my grind and make me a hundred bands so I can go get signed buy my parents cousins and Brothers land
Trynna get em' out the jam like we still duckin' Uncle Sam
All this money that we'll be cluthin' gon' take a couple hands
Yea nigga we gon' spread it all
Now when you listen to my music do you cut it off first thing cause I don't crank
Cause I'm not ya favorite rapper who glorifies drugs and gangs
Cause I like to talk about life society love or hates
Or maybe cause I'm right but your brain doesn't function straight huh
Maybe I am an enlightenment rapper
That's funny
Ya know what I don't get though
Is when y'all call me a J Cole wannabe
Cause I rap with sense them other lames made fun of me
Should I take offense I know that they can't run with me
I could take a risk and make the day straight ugly
Thats beef y'all don't want with me man
I sacrificed so many Friday night games
I hope it pay off I really seen my life change
Workin' on my day off this final stretch a tight lane
Ain't trynna be a hit or miss I'm goin' for the right aim
They say the sky's the limit
(I said I'm goin' for the right aim)
But yet there's footsteps on the moon
So tell me
What's your perspective
(I said I'm goin' for the right aim)