8 PM in the Ville


I will forever keep my distance
Because people are never persistent
They switch on and off when their name is mentioned
Then go ghost whenever you need their ear to listen
I wanna be alone because I hate the tension
A ride or die by my side, eh, wishful thinkin’
I remember the days in the back of my dad’s Lincoln
Him telling me to focus on me and quit the bitchin’
Told me to be a man and make my own decisions
Here I am giving views of my daily life collision
I miss our old conversations we had in the kitchen
Back when family meant ONE and there was no division
This life, this isn’t what I envisioned
This pain, motivates me to create my own mission
My walk to success is lonely, no time for friction
My success, I can see it in the distance