Lyrics Soul Food - Def Davyne

This that soul food, without the calories
If you tryna grow too, you can count on me
I can show you how to glow too, no fool
Raised on that old school

I'm not a prophet, or a preacher
But for a profit, I can teach ya
Better yet I'd do it all for free just to reach the
Next generation of people who need a leader
I keep it deeper, so when I finally meet the Reaper
He can send me to Hell and I'll defeat the Creature
Hear my heart pumping, and watch me bleed through speakers
Every verse I write is priceless, even the cheapest features
Paying for impressions to combat suppressive algorithms
Never been arrested, but I can tell you 'bout the system
'Cause slave traders and police are now without a difference
Underground Railroad rap, we breaking out of prison
Whether or not you share this knowledge, I pray you down to listen
You ain't got to believe me, all I ask is you don't doubt my mission
Superheroes growing up in the ghetto with their power missing
This for y'all, the rest can get up out my kitchen

This that soul food, without the calories
If you tryna grow too, you can count on me
I can show you how to glow too, no fool
Raised on that old school, living the golden rule
This that soul food, without the calories
If you tryna grow too, you can count on me
I can show you how to glow too, no fool
Raised on that old school, ayy ayy

We live in a world concerned with virtual engagement rates
Instead of healthy relationships and engagement dates
All their likes are bots, all their plays are fakes
But it's got a million views, and it's a great escape
You wanted fame, but when you're famous you can't shake the hate
And once you get exposed, you cannot change your fate
Lying to yourself why you can't sleep, and always stay up late
And I'm no different, but still I'm trying to break the cage
Throw a filter on my picture now I'm pretty too
But when I look in the mirror, I'm like who is this dude
Trying to find a way to share my truth, that isn't rude
But even the finest silver platter, can't change the prison food
So many different moods, but my favorite's grateful
'Cause when you full of gratitude no need to hate your neighbor
No prideful attitude, when offered you can take a plateful
Like no really, I insist, you can thank me later

This that soul food, without the calories
If you tryna grow too, you can count on me
I can show you how to glow too, no fool
Raised on that old school, living the golden rule
This that soul food, without the calories
If you tryna grow too, you can count on me
I can show you how to glow too, no fool
Raised on that old school, ayy ayy